When fate plays its hand (Miranda)
Chapter 2
Chapter 0002
At the dining table, Hansel didn’t seem eased with what had been served for breakfast. “Where’s my pumpkin soup?”
“You mean cream of vegetable soup?”
“Cream of vegetable soup?”
“Yes, I know that Ms. Sutton makes that all the time. It’s the one made with pumpkin, potatoes, onions, and celery, right? Um, I don’t have as much time to prepare all the ingredients for that.
“The pumpkin, potatoes, onions, and garlic have to be roasted and freshly puréed beforehand; it’s best if it’s slow cooked the night before. And then the soup has to be stewed and slowly brought to a simmer over open fire for hours after that..
“I don’t have the same amount of patience that Ms. Sutton has to always be checking on the fire every few minutes. Also, what I make will probably still taste different from what she makes. On top of that
“Bring me some marmalade,” Hansel interrupted.
“Coming right up, Mr. Johnson.”
”
“Why does this taste so different?” Hansel glanced at the bottle packaging The packaging is wrong.”
“That jar is empty now. We only have this brand left.”
“Go and get two jars of the other one at the supermarket, then.”
“It can’t be found anywhere, Mr. Johnson.”
Hansel wasn’t amused, “Why not?”
Martha smiled rather awkwardly. “Ms. Sutton made the marmalade herself. I don’t know how wait, Mr. Johnson! Aren’t you going to finish your breakfast
first?”
“No.”
Martha watched in bewilderment as Hansel stormed up the stairs. Why did he lose his temper all of a sudden?
“Hey, you lazy bum, it’s time to get out of bed!”
Miranda flipped over in bed and didn’t even bother opening her eyes. “Shut up. I want to sleep a while longer…”
Winter Jefferson, Miranda’s best friend, had already put on her makeup and was in the midst of choosing a purse to go with her outfit.
“It’s going to be 8:00 am. Don’t you need to rush home to make breakfast for your most beloved Mr. Johnson?”
Miranda used to stay the night at Winter’s place from time to time, but she’d always leave before the crack of dawn to make her usual cream of vegetable soup for Hansel, who was extremely prone to gastric problems.
The mere thought of it had always rendered Winter speechless. Was Hansel paralyzed? Or was he too dumb to order delivery on his own? Why did he have to go and make life difficult for Miranda?
other words, he’d
her hand at Winter
planning on staying
Miranda didn’t answer her.
sleep, then. I’ve left some breakfast for you on the table. I’m going to work now, and I won’t be back for dinner because I’ve got a date tonight. But you’ll probably be gone by then, so just remember to close the windows by
woke up
at the sun shining outside the windows. She couldn’t remember the last
2/6
+15. BONUS
with breakfast, she changed her clothes and went straight to the
million dollars. She wouldn’t be able to rest until she had the
like to speak to your private banking account
her a
by a little bit,
million dollars in each of them, managing to
walked out of the last bank as the new owner of three black cards with 30 million dollars‘ worth
this breakup was worth it after all.” She’d
and went in. She signed up for their membership, which was
others.
long brown hair and large curls. This was the first time she
of your hair. You look exactly like
always kept her hair like this because Hansel liked it. He said he liked how it felt. Every time they had sex, he’d always thread his fingers through her hair
that also meant she always had to spend a lot of time
at the hairdresser and said, “Please cut it short, straighten
doll was still a toy, no matter how pretty it was. She wouldn’t stop anyone. from looking like a doll, but she was done being played like
like a weight had been lifted off
past a clothing boutique that had a sale on, so she walked in
shop. They matched the sport shoes she was
their bicycles in and out of the gates as the sun set in the
“Sol! We’re here!”
whizzed past Miranda. “What are all of
thought of visiting Dr.
time,” Solomon Hall said. “Here, I’ll just take the two
Bioinformatics.”
Bioinformatics? Dr. Young?
hurried forward and
at the pretty young lady talking to him.
“Dr. Christine Young?”
“Yes.”
is she
“Westerton Hospital.”
“Thank you.”
from?
didn’t answer Solomon’s question. Instead, she
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