He watches her get up, trying not to look as concerned as he feels, but he doesn't argue. Instead he just nods, and stands up to join her.
"I could try an' make some of that stuffing made for Amos the other day. It almost looked like lasagna. It was layered, anyway, and red and beige. It was terrible. But it looked interestin'."
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"I could try an' make some of that stuffing made for Amos the other day. It almost looked like lasagna. It was layered, anyway, and red and beige. It was terrible. But it looked interestin'."
Maybe it would take her mind off of it