"what she likes best..." Quinton frowned and tried to recall it.

"The thing she used to love the most was...

nice food." "What?" Renee's eyes grew wide in surprise.

Joanne was such a sensitive, timid, and world-weary person now...

but maybe she used to be passionate and lively back then.

"When she was young, she loved eating and was chubby.

Her favorite food was s'mores pops," Quinton recalled slowly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

My foster mother doted on her back then, and she would sometimes bring Joanne to the market to buy Joanne her favorite s'mores pops.

Joanne would always enjoy them, and she'd stuff her mouth full of them.

would always keep some

recalled how Joanne would drag him to a corner every time she came home from the

and stained

adorable, and he'd always feel bad for

warmed

sister, and I'm grateful she was there

a pity that they had ended up

"That was the past.

about that now.” Quinton stopped smiling and waved dismissively, forcing himself not to dwell

other hand,

on Renee, and she suggested to Quinton excitedly, "Why don't you make s'mores pops for Joanne? Maybe she'll understand your true feelings when she sees those

man would do such a girlish thing." "You think you

idea, are you?"

wondered if men always said things they

but he actually wanted to

to her but he was too embarrassed to say so and had no idea how to do it.

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