Chapter 742

Herman strolled into the diner, grabbing a seat at an empty booth.

A cheerful waitress promptly approached him. "Hey there! Dining alone or expecting someone? And what's your pick today? We've got spicy chili, mild chicken soup, or maybe a half-and-half pot?" Herman hesitated, scratching his head. "Is the chili really spicy?"

She laughed, "We've got mild and medium options. And judging by your accent, I'd say you're from Riverdale, right? Folks there usually like things sweet and mild. How about the half-and-half? Best of both worlds." Riverdale, huh?

That threw Herman off. No one had ever pegged him for a Riverdale guy before. His ID clearly said he was from a small town near Willowbrook, and Sandy always called him a Willowbrook native. Nicholas walked in just in time to hear this, feeling a bit anxious. He quickly chimed in, "Half-and-half sounds just right."

The waitress nodded, "Great choice. Just scan the code on the table to order."

"Got it," Nicholas replied with a grin. "Thanks, we'll take it from here."

As she walked away, Herman turned to Nicholas. "Have I been to Riverdale?"

"You have," Nicholas bluffed, making it up as he went. "You took a trip once, invited me too, but I couldn't make it. You're always quick to learn, but if only you'd focus on studying, you'd be at Harvard or Yale by now." Herman asked, "So how did Sandy and I end up together?"

son,

getting on in years, just want to see you

Nicholas asked, alarmed. "You considering breaking up

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mind racing. She realized she needed to secure

...

Springfield, Anastasia slowly woke up from a hangover, her head

noon. Now, she was staying in the hotel room Herman used to occupy, clinging to his clothes every night for comfort, breathing in

couch. She woke to see

said gently,

to

Mom texted this morning;

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as an excuse, hoping to pull Anastasia from

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