Meredith.
Some minutes later, Meredith slowed in front of a stall where baskets of fresh bright red strawberries sat piled high.
She reached for one but suddenly stopped halfway as she remembered the little girl's bright smile,
Almost immediately, the memory came back quick. Meredith recalled back then when she didn't know about Xamira's allergy and had made a mistake of giving her a strawberry to eat. The situation had frightened her, but more especially, Draven's overprotective reactions against her.
Meredith's hand dropped to her side.
Dennis noticed right away and asked, "What is wrong?"
She kept her eyes on the fruit. "Xamira is allergic, so I probably shouldn't buy them."
Dennis tilted his head, then gave her a small smile and nudged her elbow lightly. "It's fine. You can still enjoy them. But just don't let her have any."
Meredith hesitated for a moment and then let out a small breath. "I suppose you are right."
