LIZ'S POV
Amma and I stayed together for a long time. I did not have the heart to leave her alone nor did she want me to leave at all. We said nothing to each other. We just stayed together when she woke up and then I started on the novel I had been carrying about, meaning to start reading since the past week.
Amma got tired of just sitting and decided to fix us a meal.
"I would hate for you to go back home and start cooking. You should eat here." She said when she rose from her seat.
"I could still cook when I get back, though. I don't know if Greg and mom are back yet. I might have to fix them a meal if they are returning late." I replied and she responded with a scoff.
"Whatever. I just want to ensure that you don't go back hungry. So, I'll fix us pasta and meatballs for dinner
