Kyran became Deirdre’s kitchen helper. Around 5:00 p.m., they heard a knock on the door, prompting Deirdre to clap the flour out of her hands in joy. “Sweet! That has to be Glenna! Let her in, Kyran!”

A subtle change shadowed Kyran’s expression, though he ultimately obliged and answered the door.

The young woman had a few bags on her fingers when the door opened. When she saw Kyran, her eyes dodged him for a second.

Steeling herself, she called out, “Hi, Mr… Reed.”

Kyran nodded and stepped aside to let Glenna in.

Deirdre strode out of the kitchen and greeted cheerfully, “You came just in time, Glenna.A new change of kitchen helper is sorely needed! Kyran’s just no good at these things…He could not even peel and slice those potatoes right. If we want our dinner to happen soon, I’m gonna need your help.”

“Well, well, well! You’re in luck! This is exactly what I’m born to do!” Glenna placed the fruits down and rolled her sleeves. “Let me at ’em!”

Her usual preppiness had returned to her mannerism, making Deirdre assume she had finally let go of whatever misgivings she had. The thought relieved her. She brought out a large plate and said, “Slice them thin and place them here. We’re making chips later!”

Glenna started working. ‘These are a lot of potatoes for a three-person meal, don’t you think?” she remarked offhandedly.

we finish

Mr. King’s joining us

movement freeze. Glenna

“You don’t mind him coming, right?

normal. “It was never anything serious, to begin with. Even people who’ve known each other for years get into fights every once in a while, right? I guess

was still

and gazed at Deirdre’s face. A wave of sympathy, conflict, and something else in between crashed onto

her cheeks a little self-consciously and smiled. “Are

of her trance. “No, I’m fine.” Her tone reverted to its casual gracefulness. “It’s between him and me, so you don’t have to overthink it. Who do you think

you on this. But if you need help with anything, you have

mom,” Glenna

had arrived. He removed his thick, heavy coat and hung it on the rack as soon as he got in before Kyran asked, “Been to

thing you didn’t come with me, or

“Where’s Miss McKinnon?”

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