The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

"Sir, Ma'am, Mister Sherman, dinner is ready."

Polly brought out the last dish from the kitchen. The aroma wafted through the air from afar.

"It smells so good. Nothing beats the food you cook, Polly," said Sherman as he helped his grandmother to the dining table. That night, it would only be the three of them-Sherman and his grandparents- dining.

"Come back more often, then. I'll cook delicious meals for you every day," said Polly as she served soup to their bowls.

"Yes. If you want to eat Polly's food, come back more often. She loses motivation to cook when you're not home," added Chelsea.

Polly smiled. "Your grandparents have smaller appetites now, and more so your mother. Only your father eats more. You, Mister Sherman, tend to eat the most."

"The more you eat, the more accomplished Polly feels," Roger chimed in. "Mm, the soup today is really flavorful! Sherman, remind me to have Polly prepare a container for you to take home. You can heat it for breakfast tomorrow morning."

Polly frowned slightly. "I can cook another batch if Mister Sherman wants to drink it. This soup won't taste as good tomorrow morning."

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to put the matter behind him. He decided to find

would be acceptable to his parents. Most importantly, there could

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what to ask Claire when he would face her again. 'Is it necessary to inquire whether she was involved in this matter? Isn't the obvious

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wanted to pave the way for her

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had not contacted him