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.

Polly prepare a container for you to take home. You can hear it for breakfast tomorrow

slightly. "I can cook another batch if Mister Sherman wants

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

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

but she must come from a background that would be acceptable to his parents. Most importantly, there could be no emotional entanglement

easy to meet,

After Sherman had repeatedly taken down the photos of him and Claire holding hands, no one dared to openly post

He did not know what to ask Claire when he would face her again. 'Is it necessary to inquire whether she was

he did not want to believe it. He did not want to accept that

was why she invited me to the movie that day. She wanted to pave the way for her dance career in this

not recall how many words she spoke during