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. I've

and walked

with two glasses of

Langston. Too much salt isn't good for the kids' stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark

the glass on the table,

"Then why break up?"

be blindsided by

a bit of a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put down her fork, "I'm

suddenly

was piercing, filled with an intensity

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

it

"Go ahead."

don't agree with the breakup,

firm, clearly not

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