Why did she tell him she knew how to cook? Why did she agree to host a dinner party? Now what?
Priscilla studied the book, forehead scrunched her eyes followed her finger across the page with an erratic bounce. She started over again, from the beginning of the page. The print blurred as she stared at the page, ‘dammit, what will I do, dinner in an hour I don’t know how to make spaghetti sauce.’
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