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“Lenora. Are you cooking for her?” Louis peered at the piles of potato croquettes in Daniel’s basket.
“I’m cooking for no one. Just yours truly, nothing special tonight. I’ll eat and I’ll write and that’ll be my night, and the next, and the next.”
A tender hesitation. “Cook for me,” suggested Louis.
