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concentrate on her classes. She tried hard to think of what she

could say or something she could do to try to talk to Dani. The

casserole the other night had gone over well, so Emily thought

maybe cookies would be a good idea.

Until she’d started baking them.

The dough did smell divine, but with the raw eggs that had

gone into it, she didn’t dare taste it. She did eat half a handful

of chocolate chips after she’d opened the bag. She really

hoped Dani wasn’t saving this stuff for any other reason.

Cookies ate up a large amount of margarine and sugar.

She got a baking tray out from under the oven, spread on

some of the parchment paper she’d found on top of the fridge,

and began spooning out dough like the video she watched

showed. Hers stuck to the spoon, her fingers, the paper, and

the bowl. She must have done something wrong, but she

wasn’t sure what it was and didn’t want to start experimenting,

adding this and that until she had a real mess going and the

whole thing was ruined. That would be a waste. She kept

going with the sticky dough until she filled the whole tray,

then she stuck it into the preheated oven and set the timer on

her phone for twenty minutes.

Maybe cooking wasn’t so hard. Or baking. At the amateur

level at any rate. If she kept going like this, Emily figured she

could outcook a ten-year-old soon. She knew she was far, far

behind in the life skills department and had a lot of catching

up to do.

It made her think about her parents again, the way she’d

been raised. She didn’t want to think about home, so she

pushed those thoughts away. She pulled up one of the chairs

from the table and set it in front of the oven door so she could

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