Melanie’s POVBy the time I got downstairs, Alice had already set out my food on the dining table.“That took a while,” she said.“I know, got a phone call from my parents,” I replied. “You didn’t have to set my food on the dining table, I could have eaten with you in the kitchen like we always do.”“No, I thought it would be nice if we ate together in a different setting but I got tired of waiting for you so I ate first,” she explained.“That’s okay, I understand, as long as you keep me company while I eat. I don’t think I’m ready to be alone,” I answered.“That’s not a problem,” she replied.I sat down and stared at the spread on the table. “Wow, you really went all out for dinner tonight and it all looks delicious,” I complimented.Alice took a seat across from me, smiling. “Thank you dear, I made rice and peas. It’s a Jamaican recipe I got off the internet,” she replied.“Well, I’m sure it’s delicious, and that’s not the only thing you apparently made,” I answered.There were als
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