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 got

Dorothy turned and walked into the

came back with two glasses of water, pushing one

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

water and set the glass on the table, he assured, "It's okay, I enjoyed

"Then why break up?"

be

Quincy is hard for me to believe. Didn't you once say you were a bit of a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put down her

being with Quincy suddenly

gaze was piercing, filled with an intensity that was

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

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

"Go ahead."

don't agree with the

firm,

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