"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.

favourite food, she would always keep

came home, all of them would have melted..." Quinton recalled how Joanne would drag him to a corner every time she came home from the market, then dig in her clothes, telling him she would give

pops would have melted and stained her clothes

and he'd always

heart warmed

sister, and I'm grateful she was there for you

with her." Renee found it a pity

"That was the past.

no use talking about that now.” Quinton stopped smiling and

other hand, was cruel and

idea dawned on Renee, and she suggested to Quinton excitedly, "Why don't you make s'mores pops for Joanne? Maybe she'll

girlish thing." "You think you

are you?" Renee tried to suppress her

wondered if men always said

he was reluctant, but he actually wanted

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