- I was digging into the bottom half of a bag of double stuffed fudge cookies when Mitz came into the kitchen. She paused in the door and then closed it and went over to the fridge without a word.
- Setting a glass of milk in front of me, she stood there with this understanding look on her face. “Want to talk about it?”
- I shook my head and swallowed. “I don’t even know.”