The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Sir, Ma'am, Mister Sherman, dinner is ready."

Polly brought out the last dish from the kitchen. The aroma wafted through the air from afar.

"It smells so good. Nothing beats the food you cook, Polly," said Sherman as he helped his grandmother to the dining table. That night, it would only be the three of them-Sherman and his grandparents- dining.

"Come back more often, then. I'll cook delicious meals for you every day," said Polly as she served soup to their bowls.

"Yes. If you want to eat Polly's food, come back more often. She loses motivation to cook when you're not home," added Chelsea.

Polly smiled. "Your grandparents have smaller appetites now, and more so your mother. Only your father eats more. You, Mister Sherman, tend to eat the most."

"The more you eat, the more accomplished Polly feels," Roger chimed in.

the soup today is really flavorful! Sherman, remind me to have Polly prepare a container for you to take home.

Sherman wants to drink it. This soup won't taste as

need to trouble yourself. I'll come back home myself

matter behind him. He decided to find a woman to fake a marriage with, at least to reassure his family. Both his grandparents were getting older,

woman well, but she must come from a background that would be acceptable to his parents. Most importantly, there could be no emotional entanglement between them, and they should

easy to meet, but he could

rumors were abundant. After Sherman had repeatedly taken down the photos of him

thorn in his heart. He did not know what to ask Claire when he would face her again. 'Is it necessary to inquire whether she was involved in this matter? Isn't

not want to accept that

she invited me to the movie that day. She wanted to pave

not recall how many words she spoke during their