In my mind, Dorothy's cooking never seemed to pack such a punch.

Perhaps sensing Everett's hesitation as he fumbled with his fork, Dorothy looked up, her gaze meeting his, "Not to your taste?" "No, it's delicious."

He offered a small smile, then returned to his meal.

At that moment, Everett wouldn't dare to criticize. Who knew what he'd have to face later?

They continued eating in silence until Dorothy suddenly spoke up.

"The dish is a bit salty."

"...A little."

"Want some water? Let me get you a glass."

Everett, pleasantly surprised, started to stand, "I can get it."

sit.

turned and walked into the

glasses

kids' stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark contrast to the cold demeanor she had when

he finished his water and set the glass on the

"Then why break up?"

hadn't expected to be blindsided by that question

Quincy is hard for me to believe. Didn't you once say you were a bit of a neat freak?"

suddenly

with an intensity that was hard

licking his lips, "I'll explain things about Quincy and

subject then." She actually let it go! Not exactly the interrogation

"Go ahead."

agree with the breakup,

firm, clearly

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