Oh my god.

I feel like DEATH.

"Death?" as Calum would say. "That's very peculiar."

"Yes, well," I'd say. "Like death but with more...hair, and less skeletal."

"Hair?...I think even dead bodies have hair."

"I come from a culture where they shave their dead?"

Anyway, I'm dead tired (even though it's almost noon), damp (I finally showered!) and STARVING.

But...with a pregnant lady, and a construction worker in the house, there's very little in the fridge. They're not starving, but there's nothing I can make quickly to keep my stomach from eating itself.

Except...flour.

Mmm! Handfuls of flour!

Again!

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Rosie.

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