Single Or Not

Queenie could feel how much Cecilia cared for her. She didn’t turn her down, accepting the fruit one bite at a time. Even though her mouth had a bitter taste now, the fruit her daughter had washed with her own hands tasted sweet.

“This is really good,” Queenie said with a smile.

Cecilia was careful not to let her eat too much at once, worried it might upset her later. After feeding her a bit, she held onto her arm.

At this point, their relationship had grown so close that there was no awkwardness between them—just warmth and familiarity. Maybe that was what people meant when they said blood was thicker than water.

Queenie gently stroked Cecilia’s head. “Ceci, how did things go with Nathaniel?” “Everything’s settled. Nathaniel took care of it all,” Cecilia said.

“That’s good. I told you not to stress about it,” Queenie said. “Nathaniel’s a strong kid. He’s not the kind they can push around.”