#lucy; thread

          “ well, these cookies are better than those ones from yesterday, i’ll give you that, ” lucy nods. little does anyone know ( or little does she hope anyone knows ) yesterday’s cookies were an attempt by none other than her. she knows she can’t cook and her husband, the cook, had been at work, but she’d tried anyway. left them in the break room. anonymously, of course. she’d known they weren’t anything to say good things about.

          “ does cody call you? you know, when he’s away? ” the question comes out of nowhere. neither of them have said anything for- she doesn’t know, actually, but it’s been a short time. the silence has been eating at her, honestly. she’d had no choice but to break it.

     “ shelby lemos, no word of a lie, i fall in love a little more every time i see that beautiful face of yours. ” 

          “ you know, my cady ain’t stopped talkin’ about your lydia for a good week now. you’d think they saw each other more than once a year the rate she goes on, ” she chuckles. “ how is everyone? ”