Chapter 39

Miranda was surprised. Given Wayne's personality, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing. Besides, he was listening to the two men talking the whole time, his eyes never once straying in her direction. So, how had he seen it? Miranda was still wondering about it as she thanked Wayne while he was returning the serving spoon to its place. He was silent, as if nothing had happened. Miranda ate the mashed potatoes with a strange feeling welling up inside her. She snuck a glance at Wayne, only to see that his expression was calm, completely unchanged. The odd feeling in her mind gradually faded. The two men probably misunderstood Wayne's gentlemanly gesture and slowly shifted the conversation to Miranda. One of them asked, "Rita, are you from Horenbrook?" "Yes," she replied. "These barbeque ribs are excellent. It looks like you have extensive knowledge on food." "I didn't order it—Hazel did," she replied. As she spoke, Miranda glanced toward Hazel, who ha