”She launched into the remainder, but Zoe stopped her, “You made it? How?”“In the pressure cooker,” Krys said.“What?”“Chicken bones fr...m 2 chickens,” Krys said. She nodded at the chicken sandwiches. “Roasted ... What?”“Cynthia? Pen?”Instruments were found and writing ensued. Zoe used the back of the journal. Caught up, the hand with the pen made the ‘tell me more’ motion.Krys resumed, “Roasted.”“How?”“Bones ... cracked ... on a lipped oven pan. Roast in the oven. Pour the bones and juice in the. .. Millie and I had talked about having a baby for some time now, and she had finally decided to go ahead with it. Unlike me, Millie was bisexual, and even though we were in a committed relationship, I would sometimes arrange for a guy as a ‘gift’ to her. I could tell when my tongue, as talented as it was, and our toys weren’t quite enough for her, and I had plenty of friends who were more than happy give Millie a good time when I asked. So I wasn’t really surprised when Millie said she would. She introduced herself to me.Her name was Rajshree. She thanked me for showing concern at the hotel and said that she thinks I am a nice man. She also apologized if what she told me was rude.From there on, we started chatting over email and then on hangout. We soon developed a decent enough friendship bond. And then I asked for her number. By that time, she was comfortable enough and gave me her WhatsApp number.We started chatting, and sometimes even on call. She didn’t tell me what happened on. It doesn’t really matter in the big scheme of things.’ ‘It’s never to late to tell someone that you love them.’ The cook said as he glanced at the front door. Evan couldn’t tell if he was expecting someone or was trying to will a customer to walk through the door. He and the old man were still the only ones in the diner. Evan found this very strange but before he could ask Mr. Devlin about it, the cook continued his thoughts. ‘Tell someone every chance you get. It can brighten a day, unburden.