He served a bowl of soup to Sheldon, suggesting gently, “Here, have some soup.”

Sheldon eyed the bowl and remarked, “Oh good. No scallions in this.”

Lyndon’s eyebrows lifted in mild surprise. “You’re not a fan of scallions either?”

“Nope, not at all.”

Lyndon muttered to himself, “He’s just like me!”

“Tilda mentioned that Sheldon is quite particular about his food.”

Rosalynn had shared with him the foods Sheldon disliked, and Lyndon found it unexpected.

to align

up,” he prompted,

his brow and pointed out, “Dad, you forgot to cool it down, Tilda always blows on

nodded and gently blew on the soup. “How about

the soup. “You

loss for words at

the little boy with a warmth that reminded her of a father’s love for

were indeed an item, this boy

Brian said, placing food on Rosalynn’s

of bites, Rosalynn’s gaze landed on Sheldon. “He’s absolutely adorable. I’d love to

“Well, when his dad achieves his goal,

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