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I trail along behind her

In the kitchen, Lilly stops short at the sight of leftovers sitting in the center of the island My mother sent me hohetti sauce, several sarlic bread wrapped in aluminum foil, and tiramisu for dessert

So up the sarlic of course Moano fro and delicious Lilly tilts her nose up in the air and takes a big whiff

“What is that sain

“That’s spaghetti Mythe bread”

“Are you serious?” She pauses, still staring down at the food, tongue practically hanging out of her mouth “My mom hasn’t cooked in years She usually has it delivered”

“Wellto dinner when it’s just the five of us”

“Correct randmother live with you?” Lilly taps her chin in recollection

“You’re thinking of reat aunt, and yeah, she lives with us”

Tonight Aunt Myrtle was alone and didn’t have a date with her, ood ti the entire tione for a decade the way she hovered aroundthat I not help with dishes or clean up as I normally have to do when I’m there There were a few ti to bribe me when my father wasn’t within earshot

“Did you eat dinner tonight?” I ask her as I begin stacking the containers neatly so they’ll fit in the fridge

“Yes and no”

I laugh “What does that mean?”

“It means I had leftover pizza, which was total crap” Her eyes haven’t left the containers

I hold the “Did you want some?”

“I couldn’t possibly” Her hands go to her sto it for spare roory, but I never worked out today”

Ah

I get it now

I’ve heard ruorous restrictions they have, how so and irls

“If you’re still hungry, you should eat—it’s not that late, and you’ll probably go ho junk food”