Tucker Cummings

Chapter 51: Simple Meals

In Uncategorized on February 20, 2011 at 12:04 am

Breaking bread with her is like breathing out and breathing in again. It’s autonomic, effortless, calm.

I never have to say “pass the salt” or “may I have the butter”. She already knows how I take my tea, how I like to over-salt my steaks. And likewise, I know that she hates orange juice, and will always refuse to take the last cookie (no matter how much she’d like to eat it).

Mealtimes are silent, but perfectly coordinated. The dinner table is a dance hall, and we know all the steps.

By far, she is my favorite Margery of them all.

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