“Dirk tells me that you want to know more about us." Patrick said when the table was cleared and people had left to do their own thing.
The atmosphere in the kitchen was charged with electricity throughout the meal, and several people looked at her with curious interest before they left. Edna and Mercia were their usual self, taking care of the people as they placed bread, cold meats and a variety of homemade sauces on the table.
There was even a mixed salad with wonderful crisp lettuce that tasted divine on her tongue. Not to mention the tomatoes and cucumber. She couldn't control herself and ate the last few bites from the dish.
Curiosity raised the question about the source of the fresh produce and when she asked about it, Edna again just smiled and patted her on the shoulder know
