Mable nodded. “Yeah. He has a guest, so I came here.”Spike asked, “Don’t leave so soon, Mommy. Let’s have lunch together later.”Mable did not have anything to do in the afternoon, so she agreed.Spike had just finished exercising and was sweating all over. By the time he took a shower and got ready, it was almost lunchtime.Mable and Tracey took Spike to the hotel’s restaurant. Just as they sat down, Blair arrived.“Blair, you’re here. Sit here.” Tracey tactfully vacated the seat next to Mable for Blair.Mable looked at Blair and asked, “Has Remus left?”Blair nodded. “Yeah.”Tracey ordered the food, and soon, the table was filled.Mable served a bowl of Spike’s favorite tomato soup.Spike looked at her. “Mommy, Daddy’s right hand is injured, and he can’t move it much. Can you help him with the dishes?”Mable paused and glanced at Blair sitting beside her.He sat there, sipping tea with his left hand while his injured right hand rested on the table, not touching the cutle
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