Chapter 11
“Did you sleep well?” Finn asked the next morning, glancing at Luke when he came into the kitchen.
“Like a log. Between that and clean clothes, I feel like I can face the world again.”
“Ah, but can you face ham and eggs for breakfast.”
“You bet. What can I do to help?”
“Set the table.” Finn pointed out where the dishes and utensils were.
Luke had to dodge around Tae to get what was needed, since the dog was sitting where he could watch Finn cooking. He had the ‘I’m starving, feed me’ look down pat.
“You ate a can of dog food, dog,” Finn pointed out before tossing him a scrap of ham.
“I think dogs are hungry twenty-four-seven,” Luke said.
“This one is for sure,” Finn agreed.
Luke paused to ask, “Don’t you have to work today?”
“It’s my day off.”
“That works.”
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