Catching Up [open]
Ali had had a plan, when she got out of bed again, that had involved the kitchen and tea and food. It had been a good plan, too, except for its one fatal flaw: it involved walking. And, with her feet burned and cut up, she couldn't really do that so well. Even the best of plans rarely survive the first obstacle, though, so she wasn't detered; no! She just scaled back. So Eamonn's getting ginger ale and gingerbread cookies until someone else can cook.
It's a good plan.
It's a good plan.