Chapter Fifty-Five – Bad Mark.

Claudia had to agree the stew she ate was delicious and tasted like those her grandmother made. Her grandma had African heritage so the ingredients used in making her stew was rare and only known by her. 'Did it taste like it?" Michael came into the car. Claudia glared at him with her mouth full. She had told him to not to come till she was done but his ears seemed to fail from time to time. 'Just answer me and I'd leave. Did the stew taste like your grandma's?" he repeated again. 'How do you know?" Claudia forgot she had food in her mouth. Michael sat closer, 'From your letter that year it was quite obvious you were fond of your grandma. This is a thank you gift. I knew about your mom's heritage from Wright. He said you told him once". Claudia hid her surprise, as well as gratitude, by stuffing the food into her mouth. Seeing her eat with more enthusiast, Michael registered the gesture as a thank you. He finally left the car and sat by the tree. Looking towards the car to kno