hapter 13
“Lessie, you're amazing Karen smiled softly, her eyes shining with genuine pride.
Alessia tucked her phone away, lips curling in a quiet smirk.
“Instead of worrying about tuition, why don’t you lethandle the paperwork to update my legal nand
registration? No need for you both to make a special trip-just givethe family documents and I'll take care of
ie.”
“Are you sure you can do it alone? Maybe | should go with you,” Brendan said, his tone concerned but trusting.
“I'll be fine. Don’t worry.”
Unable to change her mind, Karen fetched the folder with their family records and handed it over. To their
surprise, Alessia had everything sorted by the end of the
afternoon.
That evening, Zachary chome. The ceiling fan spun lazily overhead as Karen and Brendan recapped their
lunchtconversation for him.
“Every day at rush hour, there are food stalls lined up outside our school. Even the ones that aren't that great
have crowds, and Mom, your cooking is incredible. | think this could really work.”
Zachary had inherited Karen's gentle and thoughtful nature-a true gentleman, the kind you'd imagine stepping
out of a classic .
“But we'll need a cart to set up a stall...”
“We don’t need-"
“That's not a problem,” Zachary interrupted, his voice soft but cut off by a sudden fit of coughing.
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Everyone turned toward him. Alessia noticed the pallor in his face and frowned slightly, though no one else
seemed to catch it.
“Take your time, no rush,” Karen said, giving his back a reassuring rub, while Brendan handed him a glass of
water.
“The restaurant where | work part-thas an old food cart just sitting in the back. The owner bought it years
ago, but they never use it anymore. I'll message him now and see if he’s willing to let us have it.”
No one in this family seemed to believe in waiting around. Once they set their
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sights on something, they moved fast-making plans and putting them into action without delay.
Zachary'’s boss apparently liked him, because within minutes he replied: he'd been planning to get rid of the cart
anyway, and they could take it off his hands if they wanted.
Everyone was in high spirits, immediately launching into calculations about ingredients, supplies, and labor. The
discussion carried on until midnight-much later than Karen and Brendan's usual ten o'clock bedtime.
Seeing everyone still wide awake, Alessia hesitated, then decided to share her own thoughts.
“I was thinking of reorganizing the bedrooms tomorrow. Is that okay?”
All three paused. “Are you not sleeping well?” Brendan asked.
Alessia shook her head. “I looked at
all three rooms this afieroon; ine
gets the ost seriight ther yours,
ahd Zachary’s room is the smallest
and barely gets any light.” The
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She continued, “I think you and Dad
should take my room. The other one,
| could divide into Re meeh
forapd onedol lve “He's always
htinthed over his desk lamp drawing,
and his eyesight will suffer if he
keeps it up. Zachary is hardly home
anyway, and young guys can handle
it. At least it won't be so cramped.”
Her words were honest and practical. The lively mood faded, replaced by a quiet hush as the evening deepened.
“Lessie, before you came, Illeana used to stay in that room. There's no reason for you to move now,” Karen said,
looking away, her smile gone.
“| agree with your mom. When things
were good, you never got to enjoy
any of it, and now plpyere om
SIRs i n't let you be
the one to make sacrifices. It may
not be much, but we want to give you
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Alessia hadn't expected this reaction. She glanced at Zachary, but he avoided her gaze-clearly siding with their
parents.
She sighed, uncertain what she was feeling.
“In that case, at least let lvan move in with me. Ill split the room in two. He's still young, and sunlight’s
important for growing up. I'll talk it over with him
tomorrow-can the two of us decide?”