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... . Not ration bars. Eggs still steaming in a dented pan. Bread torn open and glossy with butter. Someone had found jam. Actual jam. Thick and dark in a jar that had survived the end of the world.
Rose stopped in the doorway and took it in without speaking.
The table. The food. The atmosphere.
The silence.
She exhaled slowly through her nose and pulled out a chair.
"Well," she said flatly. "This is impressive."
Felicity blinked at her. "The food?" ...
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