The ramen slowly softened in the bubbling water while Mandy watched. She knew she should eat, but she wasn’t hungry.
“Hey Mandy, watcha doing?”
Mandy smiled a sad smile and shook her head. “Making some food.”
Kristofer came over and joined her staring at the dancing noodles. “Can I have some?”
“You can have all of it. I was just thinking I didn’t want it anymore.”
Kristofer looked at her face, but Mandy kept her vision focused on the noodles. “Really, you can take it.” She ripped open the flavor packet and dropped its contents into the pot, staining the water a turmeric yellow. The promise of salty goodness bloomed in the air, and Mandy gave herself a little hug.
Kristofer grabbed a bowl and came back to the pot. “Do you think it’s done?”
Mandy stirred the soup, watching how the noodles tried to entangle themselves around the spoon, but Mandy was too fast for them. She was able to navigate those waters without any attachment. “Yep. It’s done.” She picked the pot up by its handle and expertly poured the steaming liquid into the proffered bowl. “Enjoy.”
Kristofer took the bowl and was soon slurping the contents. “Are you sure you don’t want some?” he asked while chewing.
Mandy finally looked him in the eyes, allowing her to ignore his mouth and her stomach. “Nope. I’ll be fine. It’s all good.”
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