“Will you hand me that bowl over there?” Lynn turned, smiling as Calista walked across the kitchen with the large pink bowl in hand.
“Here you go, Ms. Lynn.” Calista held up the bowl and sniffed. “Yuck, cat food.”
Lynn grasped the bowl when Calista handed it to her. “Thank you, Sweetie. Don’t worry; you do not have to eat any of the cat food.” After patting Calista on the head, Lynn returned to the stove and poured the linguini noodles into the boiling water.
“Good!” Calista leaned against the counter and looked up at Lynn. “Are you going to stay and eat dinner with us tonight?”
“Yes I am. That is, as long as your mommy doesn’t mind.” Lynn added a pinch of salt into the water and leaned over to mix the tuna, mayonnaise, and vegetables together.
“Mommy won’t mind. I think she likes you
