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“
How
was
last
night
?
Did
you
talk
?
”
Jeez
.
I
flush
bright
scarlet
.
“
We
talked
—
last
night
and
today
.
It
’
s
getting
better
.
”
“
Good
.
”
She
turns
her
attention
back
to
the
four
cookbooks
she
has
open
on
the
kitchen
table
.
“
Mom
…
if
you
like
,
I
’
ll
cook
this
evening
.
”
“
Oh
,
honey
,
that
’
s
kind
of
you
,
but
I
want
to
do
it
.
”
“
Okay
.
”
I
grimace
,
knowing
full
well
that
my
mother
’
s
cooking
is
pretty
hit
or
miss
.
Perhaps
she
’
s
improved
since
she
moved
to
Savannah
with
Bob
.
There
was
a
time
I
wouldn
’
t
subject
anyone
to
her
cooking
…
even
—
who
do
I
hate
?
Oh
yes
—
Mrs
.
Robinson
—
Elena
.
Well
,
maybe
her
.
Will
I
ever
meet
this
damned
woman
?
I
decide
to
send
a
quick
thank
-
you
to
Christian
.
*
*
*
From
:
Anastasia
Steele
