"No. Look at the reflection. Isn't she someone wrapped in love and happiness?" Rosalynn teased.

Maggie blushed and rose.

“Alright, Rosalynn. Enjoy your meal. I'1L prepare the soup for Sanford.”

Chuckling, Rosalynn returned to her breakfast.

Thoughts of Sanford's influential background surfaced in her mind, and her smile dimmed.