NovelEnglishAs they strolled down the tree-lined path of the university's North Campus, Owen casually mentioned, "Every
fifty yards or so, there's a signpost pointing towards the library. It's a straightforward route. This whole area is
like a big ring. To the left, you've got the Stevenson Hall, and to the right, the library..."
Norris nodded along, trying his best to visualize the path in his mind, while his wife, Madge, listened intently.
Unexpectedly, during their conversation, they bumped into Roseanne, who was just coming upstairs.
"Mom, Dad? Are you heading out? Looks like it's going to rain soon..."
And to her surprise, Owen was with them.
"Mr. Reynolds? What brings you here?" she asked.
Madge offered a brief explanation.
After hearing what he said, Roseanne quickly thanked Owen. He just waved it off, saying, "No worries, glad to
help."
As they headed back, Norris seized the moment to extend an invitation, "Owen, you've got to cover for
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Madge nodded in agreement, clearly supportive of the idea.
Inviting people over for meals seemed to be a family trait, but each had their own reasons:
Norris wanted to showcase his culinary skills.
Madge was all about the hospitality (since she didn't have to cook, just play the gracious host).
And Roseanne? She loved cooking and sharing her creations, especially since one person couldn't possibly eat all
she made.
Owen glanced at Roseanne, then accepted the invitation without further ado.
Back home, Madge teased Norris, "Look at you, so eager to show off. Afraid people won't know about your
cooking skills?"
Norris just chuckled, "If you've got it, flaunt it. How else will people know?"
"Show-off!" Roseanne teased, slipping off her shoes and walking inside. She then curiously asked, "Dad, when
did you get so close to Mr. Reynolds?"
Norris explained, "You see, it's all
about spending ttogether. Owen and | both study physics and enjoy a good gof chess. It's easy to bond
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Madge, with her usual candor, interjected, "Don't listen to him. Your dad just wanted someone to discuss his
papers with."
Norris's expertise in physics was a topic beyond Madge's understanding, making it a solitary interest for him.
Before Roseanne started college, she could at least listen to Norris's one-sided discussions, even if she couldn't
contribute much. But once she left for college, Norris had no one to share his academic interests with, until he
met Owen.
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"Owen's really something," Roseanne mused, hearing praise for him for the second tin a few days.
Madge suggested half-jokingly, "You two get along so well, why not becacademic brothers? It'd make future
collaborations easier."
Norris stroked his chin, pondering the feasibility of Madge's suggestion.
Two days later, Norris suddenly brought up the dinner invitation again, "...Anne, did you invite Owen?"
"Uh?" Roseanne was confused, "...Wasn't that just being polite?"
"When | extend an invitation, | mean it," he said sternly, then turned to Madge with a smile, "Right, honey?"
Roseanne was taken aback by her dad's quick change of demeanor.
Norris continued, "Honey, it's your
noble duty to make sure Owen gets the invitation. Call or text, whatever
works. We'll handle the ver
And with that, Norris and Madge set off to prepare for the dinner, leaving Roseanne to ponder the unexpected
seriousness of the invitation.
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