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.

me to have Polly prepare a container for you to take home.

cook another batch if Mister Sherman wants to drink it.

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

finally managed to put the 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, and he did not want them to worry about his marriage all

a background that would be acceptable to his parents. Most importantly, there could be no emotional entanglement

criteria was easy to meet, but he

abundant. After Sherman had repeatedly taken down

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?

want to believe it. He did not want to accept that the woman he once loved could turn

She wanted to pave the way for her dance career

how many words she spoke