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“What about cold? I can i”

“It does, but we have open fires and plenty of firewood and coal Don’t worry”

“You’re better equipped than I ae before I moved in put an electric fire in”

I wrinkled my nose “Why would anyone do that?”

He shrugged “I don’t know, but I’ it back to an open fire Where’s the kitchen?”

“Just to the left, third door”

We made it into the kitchen where I dropped down onto one stool at the island and pulled another around so I could prop my foot up on it

“Where are the painkillers?”

“Do you see the fridge?”

He turned towards it “I would be worried if we couldn’t”

“Okay, usually I’ht now, so can we put this off for like ten, fifteen minutes?”

Miles grie “Where do I go from here?”

“Third drawer to your left Second froht of the sink”

“Right” He counted, shuffling left step by step until he was in front of the drawer “This one?”

“Yes”

He pulled it open and froze “Gabriella, this is a mess”

I sighed “I know Nobody but me throay the empty boxes and those silly little paper inserts, so they just sort of build up in there until I inevitably get so frustrated that I clean it out”

“Right You do know that those ‘silly little paper inserts’ have dosage information and side effects on it, don’t you?”

“Yes, but the box has the dosage information, too, and there’s far less to read there Does anyone actually read the inserts?”

“I do” He glanced over his shoulder at me “You never know”

“I don’t knohat to say to that You’re a real enigma”

“I would take that as a coht it was one” He stared at the contents of the drawer “Are you sure there’s ibuprofen in here?”

“I’ for them”

“Great Now I’ot stuck in, occasionally stopping to throw ehts flickered again, and we both stilled