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More On… II 55C

Hours later, on the other side of the world, in a restaurant, in a hotel, seated at a table for two looking like he would rather be anywhere but where he is right now, was Tom with his aunt Sara, waiting for their ordered dinners. He was looking around, tapping the table surface restlessly with his fingers and kicking air while she looked at him in worry, biting back all that she wanted to say. Apparently Tom lashes out. What was it that Beatrice said he did when she tried to talk to him and Sawyer?

Their food came and his restless tapping stopped. “Were you that hungry?” She asked with a soft smile on her face, watching his pick up his fork and look intently at his chosen dinner.

“No. But I haven’t had this in a while.” He stated plainly and began eating. Paying her no mind.