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Too quiet, as far as she was concerned

Several glasses and a couple of dirty plates littered the botto see

“Cameron? Claire?” she called out “I’erator door and stared at the contents—there was leftover roast beef, but she wasn’t in the mood for it Neither was she in theelse that sounded nutritionally sound

She could always ot baking And Mimi Grant loved to bake Cookies were her specialty, but she also h Bettina Bailey would probably dispute that)

She walked into the living rooame

“Hey,” she said

He glanced up, but didn’t stop playing “What’s for dinner?”

“Cookies and milk,” she answered automatically

That got Cameron’s attention He laid down his X-Box remote and stared at her “For real?”

Add in a great big bottle of chilled chardonnay for her Or maybe a nice Pinot Noir Yes Chocolate-chip cookies (because any cookies she ht would definitely have chocolate in them) called for a red wine

It was a lovely fantasy, but it wouldn’t exactly win her any mother of the year awards “How about we order a pizza?” she said “I’llroom “Where’s your sister?”

“U ho hard not to say so he shouldn’t Miht be

“Is there someone with her?”

Caed “Like who?”

“Oh, I don’t know Like a boy, maybe?”