Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's fine. I'm just happy." Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn't help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, "Do you want to have sfruits? There are—" "I'll have anything!" Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, "Go on. I won't interrupt you anymore." Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. "Any allergies or things you can't eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?" "No. I've always been healthy." Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn't take it eventually, so she asked, "What about you? Any favorites or things you don't eat?" "I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?" Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

"Sure." Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

"Don't you check the brands?" Scarlett asked.

"I don't know a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?" Abigail stopped in her tracks and asked. Search the FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Scarlett said, "Sbrands are better and not so icky. I'll teach you about them." The ladies bought a lot. When they cback, Abigail, from afar, saw Lawrence staring at them from the ward's doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They cin and saw Lawrence quietly sitting on the bed, looking at them.

Scarlett sighed. She saw everything. Drop the act. They made the salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once they were done eating, Analise and Sean cin with lunch boxes. Even Cameron showed up.

"Well, well. Look at who's here. Shouldn't you be smooching your girlfriend?" Abigail teased.

Cameron smiled. "She knows what's going on with your family, so she toldto check in on you." Sean looked at Cameron coolly. "Can you stop showing off your love?" "Hey, I was just telling the truth," Cameron protested.

Analise ignored the youngsters and placed the lunch boxes on the nightstand; then, she opened them up. "It's dinner for you and your wife. I made spasta and soup. Have some. It's good for your body." Abigail heard pasta, and she huddled closer to Sean.

"You want to eat?" Sean opened up the lunch box slowly.

"Yeah. I'm starving." Abigail loved her grandmother's pasta and arancini. The elderly woman was great at making them. Nothing outside could compare to her grandmother's version.

When Scarlett was huddling closer to Lawrence's lunch box, Lawrence asked, "I thought you'd only have salad for dinner and no carbs. Why change now?" "I'm not keeping myself in shape anymore, so..." She couldn't eat it, but it was Analise's cooking, so she had to at least be polite and have some.

Lawrence gave her spasta. "Have a taste. Have more if you like it." Abigail was already digging into her pasta.

"So, how's the Pearson case going?" Analise suddenly asked Sean.

Sean answered, "Josh called the mortuary and ordered a funeral package. He picked the coffin, and now he's waiting for Lawrence to go back for the wake." "Don't worry," Analise told Lawrence and Scarlett. "Sean does things well. Just get srest here for the night and leave tomorrow afternoon." Lawrence nodded, touched. "Thank you, Analise. I know why Abby loves you now. I like you too." Analise was sheepish upon hearing that. "When I was your age, people in my village helped one another out. The kids eventually went into cities and got their own places out there, and our numbers dwindled, but whenever anyone needed help, everyone would pitch in." "That's nice. I'd like to go to your hometown someday with you," Lawrence commented.

"Sure thing," Analise stated.

Abigail was listening, but she wouldn't stop eating.

"Do you want more?" Sean asked.

"I didn't say that. Why'd you ask?" Abigail thought it was weird.

"Nothing. You were eating so fast that I thought you wanted more," Sean teased.

"Grandma makes great pasta and arancini, so I eat fast. I love these." too," Sean responded quickly.

Abigail hummed, but she said nothing. After the meal, Abigail and Analise left the hospital, Sean stayed behind, telling the Pearson couple about the latest happenings in the Pearson Family. Abigail asked Analise, "Anything you want to tellabout the Pearsons?"

"Eric cback today, and the Davidsons went for the wake. Vincent and Martha demanded an Comm explanation from them. It was ugly." Analise shook her head, looking speechless. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. Chapter 600 Got to Show the Love Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters. Tap the middle of the screen to reveal Reading Options.

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