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.

hadn’t anticipated Sheldon’s eating preferences to

he prompted,

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

and gently blew on the soup. “How about

and tasted the soup.

at a loss for words at Sheldon’s

caring for the little boy with a warmth that reminded her

and Tilda were

said, placing food

landed on Sheldon. “He’s absolutely

amusement in his voice. “Well, when his dad achieves his goal,

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