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" Are you all enjoying your lunches ?" I asked. I broke my admiration of Miss Holmes for a split second to glance at what they were eating today. The girl, Claire, had a baked potato , Delila some sort of omelette or something and Grace had a lasagne with salad. Taking mental note of another meal she likes, I smile. Dean was currently dragging a table closer to there. I didn't really want to break their girly lunch. Plus, I had said I'd give Grace space. But I guess just sitting and eating lunch wasn't a crime, was it ? The table would mean I was sitting next to the girl Claire. But I couldn't be rude and tell the girls to move around so I could sit with her. Plus, that wouldn't be just a casual lunch where I was still allowed space. So I took the seat at the side of the girl. I can fee