“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

glanced at Rosalynn and

suburbs of Wragos, there was a renowned private dining

head chef at that establishment. His ancestors had

his ancestors’ exceptional culinary skills,

the spaghetti prepared by

strikingly

“No,” Rosalynn replied.

received

simply learned how to cook after observing the cooking process and tasting the

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