“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 he ate

Rosalynn and asked,

the eastern suburbs of Wragos, there was a renowned

was the head chef at that establishment. His ancestors had once been cooks

exceptional culinary skills, making him

prepared by

had a strikingly similar taste to

“No,” Rosalynn replied.

had never received any formal culinary

observing the

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