Chapter 22 The Two Voice Slowly Overlapped
That night, at Crawford Manor.
The whole family was having dinner, but Luke Crawford was not there.
Allison Tanner put a piece of cucumber into Lanie’s bowl and then one into Rainie’s bowl. “Grandma just wants what’s good for you. You have to eat some even if you don’t like it. You’re growing kids, and you don’t want to stay short forever, do you?”
Everyone else at the table was eating.
Blanche looked at the cucumber in his bowl and put it into his mouth, eating it obediently. After that, he raised his head and looked at his grandmother. “Grandma, why don’t you eat onions?”
There was a platter of stir-fried onions on the table. Blanche and his sister both loved them, as did Great-grandpa. Uncle Louis and Grandma Susan liked onions too. Only Grandma did not like them.
She would always push the stir-fried onions far, far away from her.
Grandma always said that the stench made her lose her appetite.
Before Allison could say anything, Susan Armstrong subtly harrumphed. “That’s a h

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