Maya began to suspect, suspect that this man might have had some connection with her mother when he was young. After all, he still remembered her mother's love for pastries even after so many years and could make them well, suggesting he often made them.
James Bennett watched Maya's probing, turned his head, glanced at her, and seriously asked, "Are you very interested in my story?"
"Yes, indeed! Legendary figures like Brother Bennett surely pique everyone's interest, and I myself love a good gossip." Maya's smile was mischievous, as if she was genuinely just interested in gossip and not trying to get information out of James Bennett.
James Bennett stared at Maya for a moment. He was conflicted, conflicted about whether or not to share that not-quite-a-story story with Maya.
Maya looked at James Bennett's expression, feigning a smile, and raised her eyebrow at him, saying, "If Brother Bennett feels troubled, then never mind."
