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!"

assume she had finally let go of whatever misgivings she had. The thought relieved

potatoes for a three-person meal, don't you think?"

Mr. King's joining

movement freeze.

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

never anything serious, to begin with. Even people who've known each other for years

something was still

and something else in between crashed onto her chest, and suddenly, Glenna found her hands

self-consciously and smiled. "Are you staring at me? Something on my

me, so you don't

then. I'm with you on this. But if you need help with anything,

mom," Glenna intoned

Declan had arrived. He removed his thick, heavy coat and hung it on the rack as soon as he got in before Kyran asked,