She moved to sit after everything was served up and ready to go. She looked proudly over the meal, feeling accomplished and well, feeling good having finally had the chance to eat dinner with him after years. It wasn't the way she pictured it, no but it was more than enough to make her happy. And when he said he hoped it wasn't the last, she flushed some because it gave her hope and it flattered her, like his words after. "Thank you, Leckie."

She pulled her napkin into her lap before moving to take a bite, knowing that he was waiting for her to start because he was not without manners. "Dig in." She puts the forkful of mashed potatoes in her mouth and has to smile because they taste perfect.