Chapter 21

Timothy interrupted Sharon by saying, “Let’s just enjoy our dinner.”

Laura looked at Mia with a kind smile and said, “I had them prepare your favorite soup-clam chowder. Timothy, fill your wife’s bowl for her.”

Mia’s eyelids twitched. She wanted to reach out for the ladle herself, but Timothy beat her to it. He took her bowl and filled it for her.

As she stared at the creamy soup, she suddenly lost her appetite.

“What’s the matter?” Sharon scoffed. “My son personally served you that bowl of clam chowder. Are you turning your nose up at it?”

Laura gazed at Mia in concern. “Do you not like it, Mia?”

“That’s not it, Grandma. I quite like the soup.”

As Mia picked up a spoonful of soup, she felt a pair of eyes on her. When she smelled the soup, she instinctively frowned.

She forced herself to take a mouthful but couldn’t bear to swallow the second mouthful.

spoon and heaved like

strange. Mia had always liked clam chowder,

it be that you’re

pairs of disbelieving eyes fell on

was a little

lurch in emotions made her feel even more nauseated. She ran to the bathroom and vomited the clam chowder she had

all the gastric acid

Mia raised her hand to get some tissue, someone passed it to

Timothy, she faltered and didn’t finish her

and said, “I think I must’ve gotten a cold. I’ve

you have a cold, let

“It’s just a minor cold. I don’t need to see

“Is that so?”

front of the sink. She couldn’t back away

looked at the blue striped tie he was wearing. He had decided to

“Look at me. Mia.”

head, but Timothy got impatient and grabbed her

eyes, he asked, “Are you hiding

caught in her throat. “What are you trying to ask me,

Mr. Barrett?

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timid and careful tone of

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