Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The dishes served by Mrs. Berry were all favorites of the children and Charlotte. These were complemented by a few French flavors prepared by Mrs. Rawlston.

Everyone within the household was buzzing when they took their respective places at the table.

Mrs. Berry spoke self-consciously. “I understood from Mrs. Rawlston that you enjoy French fare so I’ve asked her to prepare some. I don’t know how to make them, but I’ll be learning from her starting tomorrow. Hopefully, I’ll be able to make some for you next time.”

“It’s fine, Mrs. Berry. I’d like to try some of your own specialty too.”

Zachary pulled out a chair for Charlotte before he took his own place by her side.

“Alright then. Let me know if you like them.”

Mrs. Berry placed a piece of beef into Zachary’s plate.

“Thank you.” Zachary nodded in appreciation as he savored it. “It’s really good.”

“Really? I’m so glad to hear that.” Mrs. Berry beamed. “I was a little worried that you might not be used to my cooking.”

“I like it.” After he got Charlotte a piece as well, he turned back to find Mrs. Berry and the children looking at him. “Well don’t just sit there watching, go on ahead and help yourself to the food too.”

“We’re digging in now, Uncle Zack, Mommy, Mrs. Berry!”

tucked in and marveled at Mrs. Berry’s

avoid the hospital so that she may stay at home in order to

and beseech the older woman to take care of her own health so that she may be better able to watch the children

tear in her eye

ate quietly, his demeanor was unusually

this was something that he had never experienced for as long as he could

more or less grown accustomed

was dreary even during the occasions he

for him to adhere

vibe better characterized how family life

kids out to the children’s

was built to the rear of the house, but did not know

had the three

ahead, leaving Jamie to shout

Jamie, shall we go over

on the slide,” the boy replied as he pointed to the

Their arms were spread wide

reservations. “You could aggravate your leg on

try,” Zachary said. “A boy doesn’t need to