I grabbed the box of cereal from the cart, turned it over in my hands, and examined the carton. I chuckled under my breath as B2"s cereal mishap came to mind once again. I glanced up at B2. She glared at me as though she knew my thoughts. My stomach rumbled, and I returned to my inspection. It wasn"t what I was hoping or expecting, but under the circumstances, it was better than nothing. I only hoped that our usual morning fare would return once things settled, though a part of me doubted it. I shook the box then pulled open the flap, noting that it wasn"t new and in fact, had already been opened. I guessed about a bowl"s worth of cereal was missing from the unsealed bag. I poured a small amount into a bowl. Each piece clinked in a random melody as they hit the inside of the china dish.
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