Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's fine. I'm just happy." Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn't help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, "Do you want to have some fruits? There are—"

"I'll have anything!" Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, "Go on. I won't interrupt you anymore."

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. "Any allergies or things you can't eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?"

"No. I've always been healthy." Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn't take it eventually, so she asked, "What about you? Any favorites or things you don't eat?"

"I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?" Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

"Sure." Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

"Don't you check the brands?" Scarlett asked.

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Scarlett said, "Some brands are better and not so icky. I'll teach you about them."

he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They came in and saw Lawrence quietly sitting on the bed,

salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it

well. Look at who's here. Shouldn't you be smooching

"She knows what's going on with your family, so she told me to check in

at Cameron coolly. "Can you stop

was just telling the

dinner for you and your wife. I made some pasta

eat?" Sean opened up the lunch box

loved her grandmother's pasta and arancini. The elderly woman was great

asked, "I thought you'd only have salad for dinner and no carbs. Why

keeping myself in shape anymore, so..." She couldn't eat it, but it was Analise's

pasta. "Have a taste. Have more if

already digging into

how's the Pearson case going?" Analise

He picked the coffin, and now he's waiting for Lawrence to go

told Lawrence and Scarlett. "Sean does things well. Just get

touched. "Thank you, Analise. I know why Abby loves you now. I like you

out. The kids eventually went into cities and got their own places out there, and our numbers dwindled, but whenever anyone needed help,

nice. I'd like to go to your hometown someday with you,"

"Sure thing," Analise stated.

but she