"Depends on the kind ye want." Philip nodded at the pantry "Baking Solid is
in there, Hersheys bar and syrup are in the fridge. An' then," he leaned
forward and mock whispered "There's white chocolate in the butter dish but
ye didn't hear that from me."
He straightened and took a gulp of cola, sighing in satisfaction "Forgive me
Father for I have sinned.. I lust after th' taste of cola."
Almost spitting out soda in her mouth at Philip's last comment, Kristin
choked a bit, laughing. "Ah, so many choices, and so little room in my
stomach," opening the fridge, she glanced over her shoulder, "Any
preferance?" Still smiling, Kristin leaned into the fridge, trying to do a
quick 'eenie, meenie, minie, moe' for her chocolate choice, and stopped
dead.
Just a small bottle...of...prenatal vitamins?? Kristin knew she'd missed
a few things while she was back in Boston, but this...and the name on the
bottle...Julia Walker. A supposedly dead woman with prenatal vitamins.
Kristin was definately missing something.
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