Chapter 5I needed to process all this, because I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. Too many emotions were swirling around, and I had to take a moment to sort it all out. Part of me felt like I should have guessed; the rest of me knew there had been no clues. In order to get the time, I decided to distract him so I could actually think.
“Do you have a recipe?”
Jason stared at me, then blinked. “What?”
“A recipe. For the cookies. Do you have one or do we need to look one up?”
“Y-yes. I, uh, I have one. It’s supposed to be, um, yeah. A quick one? Yeah, a quicker one. It doesn’t need to sit in the refrigerator overnight or anything. So, um. Yes. Here.”
He finally walked forward and set his bag on the counter. Then he started unpacking it. He’d brought everything we needed, including a rolli
