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TARA "Just a little salt... Nice." I smiled while attending to the meal I was preparing in the kitchen. Mother had stepped out to visit the neighbors while I stayed back to make tonight's special dinner. I stirred the pot happily, feeling this joy that I've long felt while cooking something for someone or even a guest. And I know it has Theodore written all over it. He's the reason why my body can't stop jumping in excitement. I flashed to the moment he found his hanky in my hold and asked, "Why do you have it in your pocket?" I immediately acted surprised and said to him, "This is yours? Oh my! I'm really sorry. I saw it in the basement and just picked it. Here." I shakily pulled the handkerchief from my pocket and showed it to the plumber so he'd take it, but Theodore smirked at m