Why We Decided to Use a Blender

(this one isn't for the kids)

Jack wipes sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm. "You ever read that Poe story?"

I look up, but my hands keep working. "Which one? The guy wrote tons of stuff."

"The one with the old guy." Jack thrusts deeper with the knife.

A spurt of crimson strikes my apron and I flinch. "Be careful, damnit."

"So, have you read that one?"

"Jack, there's a couple with old guys." My knees are tired from kneeling on the tile, but the job is almost finished.

Jack stops. He looks