my lucky #3

“I know Chuy had put a lot of work in the farm.” She comments with a touch of nostalgia, biting it back as she stares down at the bacon, nibbling at her lower lip in contemplation. Regardless of what had happened, she is happy now with Fox, and she hopes the best for Chuy and Auni, wherever they were. As for the question, though, she nods as she flips the bacon again, sensing that they’re fine before she removes them from the skillet to add a few more pieces to start sizzling up, looking over to him with a soft smile. “I figured if they were in a bag it would be okay. Far enough away from the hands to not turn them into stone.” Flashing a smile as though she’d thought it through, all it would need were the proper cold pack procedures, held in a bag by the bag’s handles to keep it from causing problems. k i a d a