Trager sat down at on a kitchen table chair as she sorted through the index cards in her hand. She had discovered a couple of recipes to share with Cutter, none which she had ever attempted before and probably of more complexity then she was used to making.
She shrugged her shoulders, it would be a culinary adventure. Trager laughed at herself, she had never been much of the cooking type or at least she had never seen herself that way. But it seemed like it was something she enjoyed to do with Cutter. She looked at the doorway, excited to see what recipes he would bring, but more excited to see him.
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