Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Kyran became Deirdre’s kitchen helper. Around 5:00 p.m., they heard a knock on the door, prompting Deirdre to clap the flour out of her hands in joy. "Sweet! That has to be Glenna! Let her in, Kyran!"

A subtle change shadowed Kyran's expression, though he ultimately obliged and answered the door.

The young woman had a few bags on her fingers when the door opened. When she saw Kyran, her eyes dodged him for a second.

Steeling herself, she called out, "Hi, Mr... Reed."

Kyran nodded and stepped aside to let Glenna in.

Deirdre strode out of the kitchen and greeted cheerfully, "You came just in time, Glenna. A new change of kitchen helper is sorely needed! Kyran’s just no good at these things... He could not even peel and slice those potatoes right. If we want our dinner to happen soon, I'm gonna need your help."

"Well, well, well! You're in luck! This is exactly what I'm born to do!" Glenna placed the fruits down and rolled her sleeves. "Let me at 'em!"

she had finally let go of whatever misgivings she had. The thought relieved her. She brought out a large plate and said, "Slice them thin and

of potatoes for a three-person meal, don't you think?" she remarked offhandedly. "Can we

people. Mr. King's joining

friend’s movement

"You don't mind him coming, right? I honestly thought you

while before Glenna resumed peeling a potato. She looked beguilingly normal. "It was never anything serious, to begin with. Even people who've known each other for years get into fights every once in a while, right? I guess it's not weird for acquaintances like us to do that

still amiss. Hushed, she

gazed at Deirdre's face. A wave of sympathy, conflict, and something else in between crashed

her cheeks a little self-consciously and smiled. "Are

don't have to overthink it. Who do

softened. "Okay, then. I'm with you on this. But if

Glenna

hung it on the rack as soon as he