“You do?” I try to tamp down my excitement. “I mean, I guess you would. The first time the stranger from across the street leaves a container of food on your front step is probably memorable.”

“They were good.”

I wiggle my fingers under Hans’s hand. “Can I ask you something?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Will you tell me the truth?”

Hans slides me a look. “Maybe.”

I take a deep breath and ask, “Do you eat the stuff I leave for you, or do you throw it away?”

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