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Beau’s eyes widened as he looked at Merida again, his gaze now fixated on the thermos in her hands.
Merida asled softly, “Do you want me to feed you?”
Beau didn’t respond, so she took his silence as agreement. She scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently to cool it down, and brought it to his lips.
Beau opened his mouth and swallowed the chicken noodle soup she fed him. This soup was different from the one he had once stolen from the stray cat.
It was still warm, carrying the same familiar taste as the soup Elara used to make for him in the past. As he ate, hot tears welled up and streamed down his cheeks.
Merida quickly set down the spoon and reached for a tissue to wipe away his tears. “You shouldn’t cry while cating. It’s bad for your health.”
Those were the same words their mother had once told him Beau swallowed hard, but the tears continued to blur
his vision.
“Mm…”
He tried to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat.
Merida fed him every last drop of soup from the thermos, but even then, he still seemed to crave more.
The same chicken noodle soup he had once dumped into the trash, smashed onto the floor, and called “pig slop” had now become the one thing he longed for during his painful recovery something that felt almost out of reach. “Did Mommy ask you to bring me this soup?” Beau asked.
Merida shook her head. “I secretly packed it in my thermos. Mommy doesn’t know.”
A hint of disappointment flickered in Beau’s eyes. Merida then picked up a tissue and gently w “Beau, you have to eat well and get better. I won’t be able to visit often, but you need to recover quickly.”
his mouth.
The relationships between children were simple–free from the calculations and considerations that came with adulthood.
Even if they declared they hated each other and wanted to cut ties, as long as one reached out, they could make up just as easily.
“Uh…” Xavier suddenly spoke while handing Beau a notebook.
Merida spoke on Xavier’s behalf, saying, “This is a notebook Xavier prepared for you during his private tutoring sessions. You can go through it while you’re recovering.
“Xavier said the material you studied in your lessons was too easy for him. But knowing you needed these notes, he still sat through the classes for your sake.”
Xavier handed Beau the notebook, its pages filled with dense, meticulous notes.
Merida translated again for him, “If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask Xavier; or you
She pointed at the notebook. “Mommy already taught me all of this.”
Beau blurted out, “You understand introductory economics?”
can ask me.
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Merida nodded. “If you can study it, I can too! I had Momnty teach me, and she explains things way better than those professors!”
Beau’s emotions grew complicated.
When he had once struggled with elite private tutoring lessons that completely surpassed his comprehension, Elara had offered to help by tutoring him after class.
“What do you know? You country bumpkin!”
Whether it was Niamh or Ethel, they had always whispered in his ear that Elara was just a woman from the countryside.
“What the hell do you know?” Even Harvey had said these words often too.
Beau had mimicked him, disregarding Elara’s helpless and wounded expression.
Now, a lump formed in his throat. He remembered how he had thrown a tantrum and driven Xavier away. Choking on his words, he awkwardly muttered to Xavier, “Thanks. And… I’m sorry about last time.” Xavier lifted the phone hanging around his neck and swiftly typed.
He played the message out loud. “I accept your apology. Hope you get well soon.
Beau
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instinctively shrank under his blanket, ashamed of how he had treated Xavier before.
Merida glanced at the time on her smartwatch. “I have to go back to school now. I’ll visit again when I can.”
Beau watched them leave and was rather reluctant to see them go. As the hospital room door swung open and Merida stepped forward, she suddenly realized someone was blocking the doorway.
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