“Thanks.” “Want me to open it?” “I got it.” She takes the bottle. “Smells good. Whatcha making?” Mollie peels off the green plastic sleeve that covers the bottle cap. “Egg white omelets. I’d offer you one, but you’re kind of a dick, so no.” Laughter rumbles in my chest. “I was a dick the other day. I’m sorry.” “You should be.” “Y’all need a minute?” Patsy asks. “No,” Mollie replies. I smile at Patsy. “That’d be great, Patsy, thank you.” “I’ll be in the pantry. Holler if you need me.” Mollie twists the cap off the Texas Pete. Tries to, anyway. “You always up this early?” I ask. She doesn’t look
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