Jared was soothed by Agnes’s gentle call of “honey”.

Now, she called him that more naturally.

Jared took a bite of a roasted potato.

The well-roasted potato was fragrant, sweet, and soft, melting on his tongue as soon as he bit into it. It suddenly reminded Jared of his first kiss with Agnes. That kiss was just as sweet

He turned his head to look at Agnes, who was looking at him expectantly.

She asked, “How is it, how does it taste, is it sweet?”

Jared replied, “Not bad, it tastes like you.”

Agnes frowned, “That’s a weird comparison.”

But then she turned her face away and busied herself with the com in the fire.

thinking about something while

of foods that you couldn’t get in the city. In the summer there were berries, in the winter there were potatoes. Once, I followed the neighborhood kids to raid a beehive and ended up in the hospital because of the bee stings. Another time, I fed all the corn that my grandma was

the embarrassing past, Agnes started to laugh.

was completely absorbed, his

a

was indeed a troublemaker as a child, not liking to follow rules, climbing trees and catching fish

mother passed away, she hasn’t played like

only we didn’t have to grow

and lightly

you married the best man in the world, what troubles could

Jared, “Do you know how annoying it is when

it would be charming.”

repairing from his narcissism

dark night

curve of his chin looked as if it had been carved by a knife, the laughter in his eyes was different from his usual

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