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My s rather loudly at Milo, so I decided to make conversation to drown at the sound of her

"So, are you hungry?" I gestured to the pans of so on the stove "Milo’s ood cook"

"Actually, I just ate" Jack smiled sheepishly and put his hand on his sto so late, you’d probably already have eaten And Mae insisted on feeding me"

"Oh, that’s okay" But I felt ry and I could really care less if he ate or not Without the distraction of eating, a conversation withidea occurred to reet kind of thing, where Jack could say hello to o so your mother" Jack looked confused and pointed toto convince her to put on some pants to see Jack

"IIt would be silly to sit around here and watch them eat"

"Aren’t you hungry?"

"I’ll live" There were like ten million places to eat in the Cities, and this was the only one that included strained dinner conversation with my mother I’m sure that I could find soed and leaned back against the kitchen counter "What did you have inas it’s not here"

"I’m up!" Mom shouted, and a few seconds later, Milo rushed out of her rooht out," Milo said

He went back over to the stove and stirred so relieved to be back cooking instead of with Mo?" I offered

Freshly washed vegetables sat in the sink, and he had two pans on the stove boiling with food, not to uilty about hioing to eat it Well, later on tonight, I’d dig into the cold leftovers and watch cartoons, but that wasn’t the saetables if you want," Milo glanced back atboard and a knife, setting the a toreen pepper from the sink, I repeated the question to Milo, who’d beco pan "What aetables for?"

"The salad" He tasted the sauce, which must’ve satisfied him, because he flipped off the stove, and pulled out a cake pan

I think he was na with all types of ho, but I couldn’t be sure because when he explained things to me, he always used culinary ter smells fantastic," Jack complimented him

Milo had his back to us, but I could see his cheeks reddening a little as he laid out noodles in the pan Maybe Milo wasn’t completely ih" I lowered e fro Carefully slicing a green pepper, I saw Milo’s shoulders tense up and he looked hesitatingly at onna eat here" His face fell, but he quickly looked away, trying to hide it

"It’s my fault really," Jack said As he talked, his voice worked its ic on Milo, and he relaxed a little "I didn’t realize I was supposed to eat here, so I went ahead and ate at home And then I h I can tell I’ a fantastic meal"

"Its fine," Milo said, and he sounded almost like he meant it

He put the pan in the oven, and he’d already set the table, so he went over to clear the extra two places for Jack and ize to hi like a little boy when he was sad, and it just broke reen pepper as I turned, and that wasn’t the smartest er of my left hand, and I yelped painfully

"What?" Milo instantly stopped what he was doing and rushed over to h time with me in the kitchen to know that I usually ended up with cuts or burns "What’d you cut?"

"I just got ers around it to stop the bleeding Milo, being the srabbed a washcloth to put on it

"Maybe you should run that under water," Jack interjected, his voice sounding oddly stiff

Milo turned on the water, yanking my hand under it, but I looked over at Jack He had taken a few steps away froree with hier under the water, but I kept my eyes fixed on Jack He had looked away froht of the blood, even the small amount that it was, had really affected him, so I hurried to clean it up