Isaiah’s expression was definitely one of a person fishing for compliments. It was a simple meal, one that was best for Edward’s throat. It was also very tasty, a rare find for something nutritious.
Edward found the taste unbelievable after the first spoon. He looked at Isaiah who smiled at him.
“Is there a problem?”
Suzie got him a notepad to communicate. He brought it out and wrote on it.
{No, it’s good. Thank you}
“You’re welcome”
Edward just sat at the dining table and watched Isaiah clear the plates to go wash them. He was still there when the other came to sit before him.
“Do you have any questions for me?” Edward snapped out of his daze and stared at him. He had the same gentle smile on like he was urging him to relax but he couldn’t relax with someone like Isaiah around.
