"what she likes best..." Quinton frowned and tried to recall it.

"The thing she used to love the most was...

nice food." "What?" Renee's eyes grew wide in surprise.

Joanne was such a sensitive, timid, and world-weary person now...

but maybe she used to be passionate and lively back then.

"When she was young, she loved eating and was chubby.

Her favorite food was s'mores pops," Quinton recalled slowly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

My foster mother doted on her back then, and she would sometimes bring Joanne to the market to buy Joanne her favorite s'mores pops.

Joanne would always enjoy them, and she'd stuff her mouth full of them.

though it was her favourite food, she would always keep some for me in her

time she came home from the market, then dig in her clothes, telling him she would

pops would have melted and stained

and he'd always feel

heart warmed as she

and I'm grateful she was there for you when I couldn't

jealous of your relationship with her." Renee found it a pity that they had ended up

"That was the past.

smiling and waved dismissively, forcing himself

the other hand, was cruel

the past..." An idea dawned on Renee, and she suggested to Quinton excitedly, "Why don't you make s'mores pops for Joanne? Maybe she'll understand your true feelings when

girlish thing." "You think you can't because

not against the idea, are you?" Renee tried to suppress

wondered if men always said

he was reluctant, but he actually

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