Chapter 600

When Helen arrived, she immediately asked Marcus, "Did you drink too much?" "I'm not drunk! We haven't even started yet—we were waiting for you. Sit down," he replied, pulling her into a seat. He asked, "What do you feel like eating?" "Anything, as long as it doesn't have garlic or leeks," Helen replied. He teased her, "Why are you worried about strong flavors? It's not like you're going to be kissing anyone." She rolled her eyes. "Mind your own business. I just don't like them. What does that have to do with kissing?" Marcus, whether from too much alcohol or some other reason, suddenly blurted, "If you kissed me, I wouldn't care what you ate." "Are you insane?" Helen snapped, getting up to leave. She saw no point in staying any longer. "Lennie! My bad, I won't say it again. Don't leave," he pleaded. He knew about her breakup. When she first came back, her despondent state made it obvious to anyone what had happened. Marcus had always doubted her relationship would last, and now