Chapter Fifty-Five: Wise choices

Howard had taken the kids to the restaurant counter to get them ice-cream, giving Hazel and Jake time to have a sibling chat Jake had been itching to have.

They sat across each other at the table whereon they had just had their dinner. Jake had insisted they go out so he could give her sister a momentary respite from her life in which motherhood heavily demanded from her. A life in which despite the load, she never complained.

"I see what you are doing you crafty fox," Jake said.

She attempted to put on a serious face but she had predicted what was coming long back and so smiles crept through and hindered the particular venture.

"Don't you even try to deny it," Jake added.

Hazel snickered.

"Okay you got me," she admitted, "but acknowledge that you like her."

"Come on, I can't like someone I have known for two days Hazel." 

"I see the way you look at her," she supplemented, "your eyes light up light the Northern Lights."