Kimberly called out, hurrying towards the kitchen.
Her actions were so blatant that even Hertha, who wasn't one to catch on quickly, understood what her mother was implying. She actually thought that Hertha had spent the last night with Spencer, and she was also thrilled about it!
Her daughter hadn't come home all night and was back with a man the next morning, and she wasn't the slightest bit worried—instead, she was over the moon!
Was she that afraid of Hertha becoming an old maid?
Annoyed, Hertha called out, "Mom, stop fussing, I'm not hungry."
Kimberly turned around, chiding her gently, "Oh, honey, even if you’re not up for breakfast, Spencer must be starving. I'm making it for him, not you."
"He's got work today," Hertha said, her face falling.
"Is that so?" Kimberly asked, a hint of disappointment in her voice as she turned to Spencer, "Do you have to rush off to work?"
"I took a half-day off today," Spencer replied with a smile.
"Oh, that's great, that's just great! You two sit down for a bit, breakfast is pretty much ready. I’ll just warm it up and throw in a few extra goodies," Kimberly said, her disappointment vanishing as she cheerfully headed back to the kitchen.
Hertha looked at Spencer, her emotions on her sleeve, and he caught her accusing gaze. He paused for a moment, his eyes darting away, but not awkwardly. He sat down beside her and explained, "I haven't eaten anything this morning; I'm indeed kind of hungry."
It seemed Hertha was embarrassed—that must be why she was so eager for him to leave, not wanting him to stay any longer.
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