C43 CHAPTER FORTY THREE: CRAZY TALK

"Lunch is served,"

Jane announced walking out of the kitchen, she placed the tray she was carrying on the table.

Lydia rubbed her hands together. "It scents so good."

"I hope it tastes just as good." Jane mused and Lia frowned, looking up from her plate.

"Why wouldn't it?" She asked eyeing the spread before them. "You did your best." She gave Jane's hand a light squeeze