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!"

making Deirdre assume she had finally let go of whatever misgivings she had. The thought relieved her. She brought out

are a lot of potatoes for a three-person meal,

King's joining us

movement freeze. Glenna had

mind him coming, right? I honestly

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

Deirdre felt something was still amiss. Hushed, she

wave of sympathy, conflict, and something else in between

Deirdre rubbed her cheeks a little self-consciously and smiled. "Are you staring at me? Something on my

fine." Her tone reverted to its casual gracefulness. "It's between him and me, so you don't have to overthink it. Who do you think we are?

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

mom," Glenna

thick, heavy coat and hung it on the rack as