Adriana was smart enough to turn to the flour. After a few hands-on exercises, her mastery of the batter’s consistency and the addition of seasonings became more and more refined—almost flawless—and soon she was standing by the stovetop, holding a glass basin, ready to start cooking.Then she turned her head and froze. Calvin was cutting tomatoes.Still unable to use his right hand properly, he held the knife in his left and steadied it with his right, slicing horizontally and then dicing vertically. In no time, a ripe tomato had been transformed into neat, uniform red cubes, pleasing to the eye.What amazed Adriana even more was that Calvin, with his left hand, cracked an egg single-handedly. He tapped it lightly on the edge of the bowl, pried it open with a flick of his fingers, and let the egg slide effortlessly into the bowl. The movement was smooth and graceful, worthy of a close-up in a culinary documentary.Calvin stirred the eggs and, without lifting his head, said, “Heartbrok
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