The Blank Evaluation Form

Callan ignored his mother and continued to drink the soup in his bowl. After seeing Zariah off, Mrs. Handerson came back angrily. She grabbed the spoon in Callan's hand and shouted, "Callan, what's your attitude? Is there anyone like you? After all, you are from a good family. Is this the proper way to treat a girl?" Callan picked up the napkin and wiped his hands. "Mom, if I treated her well today, I would give her a false impression. Since it's impossible, why should I give her a false impression and cause trouble for each other?" "Why, why can't it be possible? You haven't got along with each other before!" "Mom! As I said, I don't need other girls. I have a wife. You have seen her before. Do you forget Vannah?" Callan raised his thick eyebrows and looked unhappy. "This..." Mrs. Handerson paused and sighed. "My child, I know that you can't let Vannah go, but she is dead! She can't come back to life. Do you want to spend the rest of your life with her memorial tablet and your past? Y