As they strolled down the tree-lined path of the university's North Campus, Owen casually mentioned, "Every fifty yards or so, there's a signpost pointing towards the library. It's a straightforward route. This whole area is like a big ring. To the left, you've got the Stevenson Hall, and to the right, the library..."

Norris nodded along, trying his best to visualize the path in his mind, while his wife, Madge, listened intently.

Unexpectedly, during their conversation, they bumped into Roseanne, who was just coming upstairs.

"Mom, Dad? Are you heading out? Looks like it's going to rain soon..."

And to her surprise, Owen was with them.

"Mr. Reynolds? What brings you here?" she asked.

Madge offered a brief explanation.

After hearing what he said, Roseanne quickly thanked Owen. He just waved it off, saying, "No worries, glad to help."

As they headed back, Norris seized the moment to extend an invitation, "Owen, you've got to come over for dinner sometime. I'll cook. Let you taste some of my special recipes!"

Madge nodded in agreement, clearly supportive of the idea.

to be a family trait, but each had their

to showcase

didn't have to cook, just play the gracious

She loved cooking and sharing her creations, especially since one person couldn't

accepted

so eager to show off. Afraid people won't know

chuckled, "If you've got it, flaunt it.

She then curiously asked, "Dad, when

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study physics and enjoy a good game of chess. It's easy

en

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interjected, "Don't listen to him. Your dad

a topic beyond Madge's understanding, making it a solitary interest

at least listen to Norris's one-sided discussions, even if she couldn't contribute much. But once she left for college, Norris had

hearing praise for him

why

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