You come home around dusk, ready for something to eat. You smell food cooking, and find Zoey sitting in your father's favorite recliner, her eyes meeting yours with an unreadable gaze I hope you're ready for a big dinner, because I’ve invited some of my friends from work over. We’re gonna be discussing some wedding plans. She flashes you a fake smile Your father should be home from work soon. Why don’t you go wash up. Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes.
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