“Yes, | ran away from the orphanage when | was a child and met an old man who adopted me as his granddaughter.”

Brian decided not to probe any further.

If he kept asking, he might discover that he knew Rosalynn’s grandfather. ©

Brian sat at the table and looked at the spaghetti Rosalynn made.

Apiece of steak accompanied the spaghetti.

He picked up the fork and took a bite.

The aroma…

as

glanced at Rosalynn and asked, “Have you

eastern suburbs of Wragos, there was a renowned

at that establishment. His ancestors

inherited his ancestors’ exceptional culinary skills, making him

spaghetti prepared by him

had a strikingly similar taste to

“No,” Rosalynn replied.

had never received any formal culinary

learned how to cook after observing

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