Melinda made Parmesan-crusted chicken and tortellini for dinner. It was delicious and everyone inhaled it, but when we were finished, Josephine had a graveyard of tomatoes on her plate. “How come you didn’t eat any of the tomatoes?” Melinda asked. “I don’t like the tomatoes,” she said. “I don’t like tomatoes either,” Dominic said, “but …
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