@mvrphys | “Thanks for coming with me to do the groceries, Murph.” She wheeled the not-so-rickety cart through the aisles of the lone grocery store in this small town. God, she missed this place. “I honestly don’t know what cereal the three lovely people in my home would like. I’m just a basic Frosties lady, if you ask me.” She took two cartons of that and grabbed some milk. “How’s your stay been? Is Eddie feeding you?” She asked out of genuine concern. Her own mom had been cooking a slew of meals for her houseguests and they couldn’t even try to refuse. “Why don’t you drop by sometime? Mẹ is cooking way too much, as usual. Anyway, got any plans? I could definitely show you around for the grand Waitsfield tour.”











