Hazel smiled faintly and stammered, "I made it for you only."

"But I won't mind sharing with you," Francisco replied, holding a spoonful of pudding close to her lips.

"Come on," he said, gently urging her.

Hazel pressed her lips together, hesitating. But she gave in and opened her mouth, taking a small bite. Her eyebrows shot up... the pudding was way too sweet.

"Um!" she let out, her face twisting slightly in disgust.

"What happened?" Francisco asked.

Hazel shook her head, trying to ...