"'By the way, Karen, I heard from your father that you have a boyfriend?' Queena asked suddenly.
Karen nodded. 'Yes, I do.'
Queena smiled. 'How long have you been dating? Why haven't you brought him home for us to meet?'
'Not long, just over two months,' Karen said. 'I'll bring him around once we're more settled.'
'That's good,' Queena said with a sigh. 'You've got it figured out, Karen. Finding a boyfriend all on your own, without your father and me having to worry. It's not like Winifred... She's a few months older than you and still single.'
Winifred kept her head down and focused on her food.
Hunter gently tugged on Queena's sleeve. "Winifred is an amazing woman, you don't need to worry about her. It's just a matter of fate. When the right person comes along, nothing can stop it. Isn't that right, Winifred?"
Winifred offered a small smile but didn't say anything.
Queena scoffed. 'With her gloomy personality? She'll find a boyfriend when pigs fly.'
Karen quickly changed the subject, and for the moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table remained relatively pleasant.
After dinner, Winifred offered to do the dishes, but Hunter shooed her out of the kitchen, insisting that such rough work wasn't for a young woman's delicate hands and that he would handle it.
Winifred relented.
Karen approached her. 'Winifred, want to go for a walk?'
Winifred knew she had something to say, so she stood up and grabbed her coat. 'Okay, let's go.'
The two of them walked in circles around the neighborhood.
Karen asked, 'How have you been lately? Are you okay?'
Winifred replied, 'Same as always. Nothing good, nothing bad.'

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