When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Lionel nodded. “Alright then, Paul can’t drink. | guess we'll have a little on our own.”

“Oh?” Paul raised an eyebrow. “Does Miranda enjoy drinking?”

“She does! She even said yesterday she’d have a drink with me, but her mother stopped her,” Lionel replied.

Miranda’s scalp tingled with discomfort, thinking, “Dad, did you not notice | was winking for you to stop!”

“But she’s always been a sensible kid,” Lionel quickly added, as if recalling something. “She rarely drinks, just a

sip now and then. Last twas an exception.”

Miranda's face flushed with embarrassment.

Paul chuckled, nodding thoughtfully, “Yes, she’s always been quite measured and responsible.”

“Yes, she is...” Lionel beamed with fatherly pride, grinning foolishly at the compliment.

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At noon, Lionel took charge of cooking again. Quick and efficient, he soon prepared a table full of dishes, all

different from the last time.

At the dining table, Lionel said, “Paul, eat up! Don’t be shy.” he encouraged, then glanced at Miranda. “Why

didn’t you grab a glass? Letget one-

“Dad! No, wait-Miranda quickly stopped him.

“Huh?” Lionel was puzzled.

“Alcohol isn’t good for our health, let's skip it this time,” she insisted.

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Lionel stood there, speechless.

“Mom doesn't like it when you drink, right?” Miranda turned to Mindy for support.

-Lionel sighed. What a traitor!

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After lunch, Paul instinctively rolled up his sleeves, offering to help clear the table.

Lionel quickly urged him to leave it. “No need, leave it, leave it-I'll handle it.”

Paul replied, “You didn’t treatas an outsider when you invitedfor lunch, so don’t start now.”

“Um...

Before Lionel could argue, Paul had already gathered the dishes and carried them into the kitchen Mindy

watched him with surprise as he walked away.

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