“These are exquisite,” she added, referring to Eliza’s earrings. “They were a gift from my fa-father,” explained the young girl.”Wow, did you bring this all the way down here just for me?” Mark interjected, admiring the lunch as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. “Thanks for this, honey. But Eliza and I already ate.” “I hope you avoided all the high sodium and sugary foods,” Sandra said, her eyes fixed on the takeout containers in the dustbin. “Anyway, some hungry interns will appreciate the homemade food.” “I’ll take it to the break room and let them know it’s there,” Eliza said and scurried away with the lunch box. “Is there something you’d like to tell me, Mark?”
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