Chapter 91

Lindy and Effie made their way to the dining table.

Friedman was out at a work event, so he wouldn't be joining them for dinner.

That left just the three of them to eat together.

Lindy noticed the look of distaste on Lyman's face as he eyed the bowl in front of him, his brow furrowed in obvious displeasure. With thinly veiled annoyance, she said, "I made this especially for you. Hurry up and drink it."

Lyman didn't budge.

Seeing this, Effie tried to coax him. "Your mom went through the trouble of making it just for you. You really should drink it-don't let her effort go to waste."

Let her effort go to waste?

Lyman glanced at Effie, a slow, wry smile tugging at his lips. "Do you really want me to drink it?"

Effie hesitated, confused by his tone. Still, Lindy had put so much care into making the soup—wouldn't it be wrong if he refused? She nodded earnestly. "Of course!"

widened as he replied,

he picked up the bowl, ladled out the soup, and downed it

everyone settled down

"Effie, there's an Afternoon Tea Social next weekend. Are you free?

Even though Lindy

paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "I'm free next

everything from tea service to flower arranging and table settings had its own set of rules.

sorts of social events was second

was getting late, Lyman and Effie

Lindy pulled Effie aside and, with a conspiratorial air, pressed a beautifully wrapped gift bag into her

left scratching her head in confusion, but she thanked her mother-in-law and headed out

Effie noticed

odd, she thought. It wasn't particularly hot tonight, but

face was burning red, and his breathing had grown shallow and quick. Unable to ignore it any longer,

didn't answer-just loosened his tie and looked at her with an unfocused, almost

concern spiked. Something

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