“Joy,” Jack groused. “Well, we might as well get this over with,” he said in resignation and started for a highchair with what could almost be considered the baby version of a masculine color scheme. Chastity didn’t like it any better than Jack did, but she sat in the other highchair and their respective nurses buckled them in. Jars of food were put before them, as were spoons. Glumly, perhaps even grimly, the two began to eat. The meal was predominantly silent, both teens being too embarrassed to speak. Under different circumstances, Jack might have admitted that the teen-baby food was actually tasty. However, at the moment he wasn’t inclined to give Jean and Mary the least satisfaction, and so kept quiet. Chastity was of much the same opinion as Jack in this matter.

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