You could make pancakes again, [ she says and her voice lifts in what could only be described as rueful amusement. Yes, his foray into making pancakes had most certainly been a disaster, but Crane had insisted and Kathleen tries very hard not to tell him no unless it's completely necessary. ] Or you could just buy one of those boxes of the pre-mix stuff and I could try my hand for once.
[ Little known fact but Kathleen used to be a whiz in the kitchen. These days she sometimes forgets to eat. Funny, how life changes things.
Her attention turns back out towards the window and the flat, dried-out landscape beyond. Kathleen's quiet for a long time, but then she finally asks: ] Think there'll be a lot of people at the store?
[ She doesn't go out. Not unless she has to. She doesn't like being around people, because she knows she can hurt them. But sometimes, for Crane, she tries. It doesn't mean she succeeds by any stretch of the imagine, but she tries.
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[ Little known fact but Kathleen used to be a whiz in the kitchen. These days she sometimes forgets to eat. Funny, how life changes things.
Her attention turns back out towards the window and the flat, dried-out landscape beyond. Kathleen's quiet for a long time, but then she finally asks: ] Think there'll be a lot of people at the store?
[ She doesn't go out. Not unless she has to. She doesn't like being around people, because she knows she can hurt them. But sometimes, for Crane, she tries. It doesn't mean she succeeds by any stretch of the imagine, but she tries.
She tries really really hard. ]