Chapter 349
Grace came home in the afternoon. Her hands were full, and the living room and bedroom were quiet as a mouse. She guessed that Allison must’ve already headed off to work
She hustled into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and found it stacked with fresh veggies and fruits. This got her all jittery. If Allison saw all this, she might become suspicious. She had totally blanked out on this in the morning rush
The pot in the kitchen was still warm.
The air was filled with the aroma of food and Grace spied a note stuck to the pot: [“Mom, I’ve gone to work. There’s lunch in the pot
But Grace didn’t immediately open the pot. Instead, she gave a quick scan around, then opened the thermos on the stove. Inside was chicken soup she had stewed in the morning, with half of it still left. She had forgotten about it in the morning rush to drop off something for Penelope. Had Allison seen nt? From the looks of it, Allison hadn’t noticed.
But she still felt a tad uneasy, so she whipped out her
“Allie, you dashed off to work so early?” Grace asked.
“Yeah, had to get in early today
and dialed Allison. The call was picked up quickly.
you’re back already? I made lunch for you, don’t forget to eat.” Allison said.
“Sure, and Allie, did you drink the chicken soup I made for you?” Grace asked, sounding guilty. The more she tried to explain, the more she feared being caught by Allison.
On the other end, Allison was changing in her workspace. Hearing this, she paused. She wedged her phone between her neck and shoulder, then continued changing. Her voice didn’t betray anything unusual, “What chicken soup? Mam, you made chicken soup? She even sounded a bit annoyed, “Why didn’t you say so earlier? If I knew you made soup, I wouldn’t have eaten lunch”
“It’s fine. I’ll reheat the soup for you to have at night Hearing Allison say this, Grace felt relieved.
After hanging up. Allison’s face turned pale
She had no idea what Grace had been up to these past few days, where she had been sneaking off to This was Grace’s business, she didn’t want to know, but she felt her mom was becoming more and more strange.
Allison shook her head,
id, telling herself not to overthink. As long as her mom was happy and healthy, nothing else mattered.
It was Friday.
Allison woke up early in the morning. She lay in bed, listening to the sounds from Grace’s room next door. It was 8:30 in the morning, but she wasn’t sleepy at all
Last night wasn’t busy. After she had finished the drink orders, it was just past midnight when she got home.
Right now, she wasn’t sleepy at all. Just as she was about to get up, she heard footsteps outside her door. She closed her eyes and continued lying
down
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