Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Carlos and Debbie sat at one side of the table, while Megan and Tabitha sat opposite. They clinked glasses and began to eat.

The atmosphere was quite good at the very beginning. Debbie raved about the dishes, praising what a terrific cook Tabitha was.

The dinner had a pleasant start, but it wasn’t Long before Megan began to fawn over Carlos.

“Uncle Carlos, this is popcorn chicken. I helped

Tabitha cook it. Give it a try, please.”

“Mmm,” Carlos said, unwilling to say more with a mouthful of food. The look on his face and the sounds of chewing were enough to gauge how he felt.

“Uncle Carlos, taste the soup. I helped Tabitha flavor it. Does it taste good?” Megan put a bowl of soup on the table, setting it down in front of Carlos.

hostess, and anyone who didn’t know better might believe that Megan was

answered “Mmm” again. He was a man of few words, yet

soon his place was inundated

other hand, grew angry when she saw this. As any woman would be. Tabitha kept putting food onto Debbie’s plate, ignoring the gal’s rage. Debbie had to take a deep breath to suppress

was put onto her plate and the man finally spoke, his mouth finally forming words that were not

“I boned the fish.”

paused for a moment. If Tabitha were not here, she would mock him,

on a fake smile and said icily, “Thank

piece of raw

Mom made a couple of dishes just

smiled at Debbie, “This lobster was flown in from Australia earlier today. It was very fresh,

really appreciate it, Mom!” Debbie gave Tabitha a sweet smile, and ate the lobster. She always loved lobster, ever since she was a Little girl. Even when she was too young to properly shell it, her dad had always made sure to give her some. It was a nearly lifelong love affair with the dish. Carlos now paid all his attention