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.

have Polly prepare a container for

wants

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

took a night off at home to clear his mind, and the next day, when he returned to the office, he finally managed to put the matter behind him. He decided to find a woman to fake a

acceptable to his parents. Most importantly, there could

was easy to meet,

his lawyer had said, online rumors were abundant. After Sherman had repeatedly taken down the photos of him and Claire holding hands, no one dared to openly

when he would face her again. 'Is it necessary to inquire whether she was

did not want to accept that the woman he once loved could turn out to

me to the movie that day. She wanted to pave

dared not recall how many words she spoke