After a brief silence, Joanne finally spoke up.

“They don't taste like the ones I had when I was young...

The ones I had when I was young were very sweet.

But this isn't that sweet.

It's a bit sour, but...

There's a sweet aftertaste." "Ha, ha, ha! That's great.

Well, it's bad if the s'mores pops are just sweet.

I like them sour and sweet.

It's more challenging." Renee made some meaningful comments, and started having one s'mores pop too.

"Mm... It's good! I've got to say that Quinton cooks well.

I feel like getting him into catering." Renee had never tasted such delicious s'mores pops.

She had a few of them at one go, and smugly started talking about Quinton again.

1 But Joanne was no longer that repulsed.

She even chimed in, " Yeah, you're right.

He's good at cooking.

who cooked when we

for fear that Joanne might regain her

she could tell from Joanne's expression and reaction that she did not hate

him cook from now on..."

you like to

get the ingredients and make him cook." "Anything." Joanne forced a smile, and looked at

taking care

which I hadn't

don't want to leave." "Just stay

got many rooms

The more, the merrier.

glad, even if I'm just thinking of

was happy to

would be room to turn things around as long

Renee would not have a

not disturb

such a

needs a good rest." Margaret checked the time, and asked Renee to leave the

Joanne had just escaped death

would only heal faster

the room, they breathed a sigh of

"Ms.

this lady

weakened

has to stay here to

If not...

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