The Call

As night fell, Calvin arrived home, the house quiet and Lizzie still absent. He smiled, thinking of his sister and hoping she had met a nice man who could one day make her happy. Calvin headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner, but as he began gathering ingredients, the front door creaked open, and Lizzie walked in.

"You're home early," Calvin remarked, glancing at the clock. "It's still pretty early in the evening."

Lizzie sighed, her shoulders slumping as she made her way to the kitchen. "I was tired and just wanted to come home," she said, her voice heavy with fatigue.

She approached the kitchen counter, watching Calvin as he worked. "Let me take care of dinner," she offered. "You’ve had a long day."

Calvin shook his head, waving her off with a gentle smile. "No need, Lizzie. I've got it. You should go rest."

Lizzie's lack of enthusiasm was palpable. Concerned, Calvin asked, "Is something wrong?"

She hesitated before answering, "I think the guy I liked only sees me as a friend. He b
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