Helen had begun working on dinner for the people in her Sanctuary. While the patients were already fed, the small group that still remained her family had to eat.
"With chicken? Uh, green beans?" she flips another piece of chicken in the breadcrumbs then attempts to scratch her nose with her watch. "Haven't had a family dinner in awhile," she muses.
"We'll set the chicken on the racks while we prepare the sides. What do you think Will would prefer?" It wasn't as if Helen went about asking people their favorite foods.
"Hey."
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