Relaxing After Exams: A Heartwarming Moment for Cynthia and Daniel

I made some classical errors in writing this chapter, and hope I mange to get them fixed. I'm not 100% thrilled with how it came out. So for all you English professors out there reading, if you want to complain about the grammar or a few incorrect spellings, save it for your students. I'm doing this for fun, so once again if you don't like it, read something else please. I'm sure there are plenty of stories out there just waiting for your input. Constructive criticism is welcomed. enjoy everyone.

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“Daniel, so good to see you again,” Cynthia’s mother met them at the door. She was the only one home. “I see my daughter has finally broken you free of your rigid studies. Thank you for letting her come home to see her mother,” she added with a twist of humor.

“Actually it was his idea to get away today. He actually said we could take a day or two to relax. I was almost shocked.” Cynthia offered up quickly. “And don’t be so dramatic. I was home a few days ago.” She added as she hugged her mother.

“I know, you were here a whole fifteen minutes. You ran out like the room was on fire.”

“That was last week mom, lots to do I told you that. We should have more time this week if you want to have lunch or go shopping or something.” Cynthia yelled from her room.
“And why is that? I thought you had final exams.”

Cynthia came out and had another bag draped over her shoulder. “It is final week. However, we don’t have to take most of them. Instead, we are helping others study. Seems Smart Boy here got us a pass on most of our finals. The professors figured it wouldn’t do any good to further test us. It wouldn’t change our grade any. The only one that is having us take it is professor Crème. Since the university uses it as a function, they make everyone take that one. On the bright side, the professor did say that she would have exempted us with a hope that we would still help with the event. She then said Daniel and I make a cute couple and our emotional attachment to each other reflects in our cooking.”

Daniel had taken a seat in the kitchen. He looked at her and cocked his head. Of all things, he had thought she would skip telling that last part. The wide-eyed look he gave her made her laugh.

“Daniel, I tell my parents everything. It’s a lot easier than trying to hide it.” She put her arm around her mother’s neck. “I told you I would take care of it and well I did.” She tightened her embrace with her mother. “They may not like it but they accepted that things need to change. Their conditions included that I be honest with them.” She looked at her mother. “Got any coffee mom? Daniel looks like he could use a cup.”

Her mother looked her with her eyes narrowing to a glare. Cynthia laughed as she then turned that glare on Daniel and raised a finger pointing at him. “I have been meaning to talk to you about that mister. How could you get her hooked on that stuff?”

Daniel tried but he couldn’t help but laugh. “Without intention, Mrs. Prieto, I assure you. She was thirsty one night. She forgot to bring a drink with her so she took drink from my cup. It’s an acquired taste for most as not many get past the first sip. She actually surprised me by drink half of the cup.”

“Yes well now she drinks it constantly. Her father and I don’t care for it and she’s brought four containers of it home.” She looked at her daughter as she went to a cabinet and got one of the containers.

“What? They’re different flavors.” She grinned as she defended her actions, she got two cups and took a seat next to Daniel. “Maybe you should give it another chance.” She took the container from her mother and started making two cups.

“Thank you no, I will stick to my tea,” she replied as she watched Cynthia. She turned her attention on Daniel as he teased her about how she was making it. She could see the admiration in his eyes but also a little frustration. He wasn’t use to being catered to.

“Since you have more time this week I’m sure you will be here on time for dinner this week. I’ll make your favorites. The butcher got some great deals on some meat and your father bought some,” she said sitting down and making her cup of tea.

“We haven’t been that late, we had to clean up first. You wouldn’t want some of the smells we had on us in here. You would never get it out of the furniture.” Cynthia moved one of the cups in front of Daniel.

“Since you no longer have your project, that shouldn’t be a problem should it. Daniel I’m holding you responsible to make sure you get here on time.”

Daniel looked over the top of the coffee cup as he sipped it and then slowly set it down. “Yes, Ma’am. I don’t see any foreseeable events that should hold us up. We’ll be spending time with each class to offer help, Professor Crème is leaving this week for everyone to make final preparations. We have a few things but mostly we will have to wait to make the dishes. Unfortunately, we thought to make some fresh items. The process of making them is time consuming.”

“Well you have done a fine job so far. Cynthia said that you are trying to do something that is a little outside the class teaching.”

Daniel looked at Cynthia who was smiling and sipping her coffee. “Just a little outside what they did in this class. The students that are actually studying to go into cooking will have a chance to try it later on. We only got permission because of one of our other professors. He ensured everyone that we could do it and not injure ourselves or anyone else in the process.”

“It sounds like you have them all willing to help you out. You could go a long way if you don’t have anything holding you back.”

Daniel shrugged. “I think we will do okay. They hit us with the easy courses first. As we get farther along it will take more and more to impress them. We just got lucky this session.”

Daniel swallowed the last of the coffee in his cup and set it down. He stood, he picked up the cup and walked it to the sink. Cynthia grabbed her bag and jumped up wither cup. “Why don’t you stay here with your mom for a while. I can do the checks by myself tonight. We can meet up at the chemistry lab in the morning,” he said as turned around, they brushed against one another. “Professor Kingston said he would send us the details once he knew who was going to sit in on our study and what they were struggling with. I can get there early and set up any lab equipment we might need.” Cynthia looked panicked as the dilemma of what to do sent chills over her entire body.
“Nonsense, Daniel. The two of you are partners. Whatever it is that you need to do, you both should do it.” Her mother replied making the choice for her. “It took time for her father and me to understand that. I hope you know it wasn’t anything against you personally. We feared the worst case and we are happy to be proven wrong. It’s a parents right to be overprotective at times. One day you will be for your child, or children if you are lucky. Besides as I recall this is supposed to be a day of relaxing for you both. Cynthia would never let me hear

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