Chapter 13
Saturday Evening, November 7th
The kitchen was barely managed chaos. Hannah had gone into Zanesville, to the school for the name draw and the short lab she’d said would follow. Since she’d started school, she’d made dinner most evenings; often putting things together at the bakery during slower times to practice for classes later and then bringing them home for them all to share before she went off on her way. I hadn’t had to do much cooking.
It was past dinner time and neither her nor Mel were home yet. Jef and I were on our own and getting hungry. I was sure Mel would be too by the time she made it in. I’d heard Zanesville took the brunt of the Friday night storm when she called earlier in the day and she was knee deep in the cleanup effort herself and would be working far
