As promised, Camille’s son came by, bringing her favorite comfort food—mashed potatoes, fried chicken and cooked apples.
“Ally had a great time making this,” he said, giving her a kiss. “I can really get behind this nesting thing. She’s baking bread, making curtains and cleaning every inch of the place.”
“Not simultaneously, I hope,” Camille teased, returning the kiss.
“She’s grown six more arms,” Chuck assured her. “And she’s figured out how to bi-locate.”
“Fascinating. We’ll post a video on You Tube and make a mint.”
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