One of the guys with him snickered and asked, "What's fondue?" Jane Fondue," said another one and they laughed, and the room becameheavy with boyness.... glared at him from under my heavy black bangs and sank back onto thesofa, the air in the room having dropped a few degrees. Oh fuck, Ithought, let me just survive until next year.Chapter Four: I Can't Pretend It's AlrightAn hour later, Cream Corn Superstar still hadn't played a note, peoplewere starting to get drunk and instead of Sarah, I was. Natalia couldnt believe that talking to a person would be very exhausting…she was relived that he didnt ate dinner with her coz that would certainly kill her appetite…fortunately, he had to leave to attend a business emergency…and as she lay comfortably in bed, she never felt more alone in her life…shes torn between regret and her responsibility…but she didnt dwell on that thought for long as sleep consumed her. ………………………………………………………………………………………………….. the cold wind woke her…and for a brief. .. I was wondering if you might help me find someone. An uncle. Of mine. I haven't seen him since I was little and I think I saw him in town yesterday." The lies she had prepared and practiced so many times over came stumbling off of her suddenly leaden tongue.Caught off guard, the baker looked askew at Jenna, wondering what she was up to. That she was lying was obvious enough."Err, might help if I knew what this 'uncle' of yours looked like lass," Franso replied, stressing the word "uncle".. Luke had taken to returning the favour by making Cassie food when they were working together. The first time after their strained conversation in the car, he’d made sautéed onions for her burger and she’d eaten them all, happily. He had a knack for picking foods that suited Cassie’s moods and he liked doing it. Tonight it was obvious she wasn’t feeling well, so he prepared the closest thing to homemade chicken soup he could. It was a kind gesture that Cassie acknowledged by eating his.