Chapter Eleven: My Short Temper

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Seeing Aaron’s unwavering, stoic expression and his wife’s total lack of social awareness, Professor Miller smiled to smooth things over. "Aaron, Liam, Vanessa and I took a trip to the Catskills a few weeks ago and brought back some local organic specialties." "Vanessa has been saying she wanted to let the old alumni she’s still in touch with try some. You two should give me your addresses. I’ll have them sent over via FedEx." Aaron declined politely, saying, "Hey, Professor, you know I’m a disaster in the kitchen. I rarely cook since I’m living solo these days." Professor Miller smiled and insisted, "It’s just some local honey and artisanal herbs. Think of it as a small token of our appreciation." Since he put it that way, Aaron couldn't refuse any longer. "Okay, thanks. I’m out in Lo

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