“I understand,” Liza said ,”I really do. I just thought drawing might calm you. It does me. And I can’t exactly fit a sewing machine in here.”
She placed the items before Alice and turned back to the bags on the counter and began removing miscellaneous groceries; packaged meat, canned goods, a bottle of ketchup, a bag of seasoning, and so forth. She spoke aloud to Alice, her back still turned,”Two questions for you. Firstly, how would you feel about spaghetti and meatballs for our dinner? I’ll season it thoroughly if you’d like and of course mix a packet or two of blood into the sauce.”

     She aloud Alice a chance to answer, and then asked her second question,”How about coming with me to work tonight? It’ll probably be pretty slow, and you can hangout at the bar with Conner again. Remember him?”