LACEY'S POV
We had dinner while watching television. It had been a long time since I had seen one, I mean, used one. Angus and I didn't have one, and I wasn't surprised to find that Helga and Carl didn't either. We hardly knew what programming there was. Television hasn't been part of my daily life for quite a while.
"That soap opera sounds interesting," Helga commented as she ate her soup. Helga had prepared mushroom soup for dinner. Still going against Carl, she used the spices she liked and he did not. I laughed at the situation every time. "Is it shown every day at that same time?" she asked as if either of us could have that information.
"I don't know, but I liked it too," I commented as I watched along with her, also eating the soup. On the side, Carl was enjoying the soup, but so
