Mamie was in high spirits, having indulged in her fair share of wine.
Yet, her tolerance remained the same as it had been four years prior.
She couldn’t handle her liquor, but insisted on drinking.
Eventually, she passed out, sprawled across the table.
Ivan shook his head in resignation, “That’s just how she is, gets carried away when she’s having a good time.”
Agnes retorted, “Knowing Mamie can’t handle her booze, why didn’t you step in?”
Ivan sighed, “It’s okay. She’s been feeling down lately. It’s good to see her let loose and have some fun, even if it ends with her drunk.”
Agnes wanted to probe further into what had been bothering Mamie. But when her gaze met Jared’s, he subtly shook his head, signaling her not to ask.
Understanding his gesture, Agnes refrained from asking.
The dinner was coming to an end. Before they parted ways, Ivan turned to Agnes, saying, “Next time, let me meet your son. Seeing how proud Jared is, I’m growing curious about this little whiz kid.”
Agnes chuckled, “Whiz kid, huh? I’d rather he just be ordinary and happy, to be honest.”
Ivan nodded in agreement, “Going to stay here in Manhattan?”
Agnes pondered, “I’m not sure yet.”
Ivan looked slightly disappointed, “If you could stay, Mamie would be delighted. She’d finally have someone she could talk to.”
Agnes nodded, “I’ll consider it.”
Ivan drove Mamie home. And Agnes got into the car with Jared.
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