C16 Chapter Sixteen

Perhaps looking out at the garden wasn’t the best plan. I focus on my food, trying one of the pizza rolls to start off with. This is another item my mother would’ve had a conniption over. It’s not bad, but it’s not good, and I think that’s the way it’s meant to be. I eat another one, chewing thoughtfully before taking a big drink of Dr. Pepper. I feel like a little rebel in here