Mrs Wong

There was significant build up for the boy.

The girl had gone to Sydney, had yelled him to go away, then was given a sudden reprieve told him that he would be allowed to stay.

She was coming back with mom and sis in tow and there was to be a dinner hosted for the overseas guests.

He remembers cooking up a storm of the now defunct herbal chicken and bringing it to their connect group. Only to find that the girl had not come (as she had planned to).

He went home that night and woke up early to go to the church service that he always missed in preference for more sleep (He usually went to the evening service see?).

He remembers she reached out to him as the strode past her in the service.

He smiled.

After the service he went to introduce himself to her mom and sister.

Hello Aunty, I'm K, a friend of your daughter's?

Mrs Wong gives the girl the most obvious look that could only have meant, "Oh, is this the one that you have been talking about?"

The boy struggled hard not to look astonished and not to notice the girl's very embarrassed nod of acknowledgment.

After the hellos and dropping her housemate and dad home the boy noticed Mrs Wong checking out German Bob as he drove away.

Whew... he thought, I sure am glad I settled down and sold the sports car... old German bob makes me look more proper he thought to himself...

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He rushed to their friends' house where the big dinner was going to be held, with a car boot full of ingredients and kitchen toys.

He was hoping to share the kitchen with the Wongs and make a good impression with the girl's mom.

On arrival he found out that the girl and family would be cooking at home instead... he sighed and then proceeded to bake and bake and bake.

2 Banana cakes and a large tray of scones with banana spread... (the girl liked her bananas see?)

The boy doesn't remember much about the dinner except that the food was good, their friends were all there and he didn't dare say too much.

He seems to remember it going well enough though...