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The Baumgartners Plus OneShe’d been cooking something all day in a crockpot. I could smell it simmering. Besides, it was still pouring outside, the sky even darker. “White chicken chili,” she announced. “Doc loves it. It’s supposed to be for dinner, but I’m hungry now.” “Perfect for a rainy day.” I looked around for a place where we might eat or lunch. Our kitchens were far too small for tables. There was a small area in the living room that we used as a dining area where I had a table, but the Baumgartners had a desk and computer there. “Stupid rain.” Carrie made a face as she glanced out the window. “I wish we lived in Florida.” “Too many big bugs.” I shuddered. “How about Rome? It’s nice and sunny there.” “I don’t know any Italian.” “But I do.” I smiled. “Okay, you take me to Italy and we’ll take you to Florida.” She opened the crockpot and stirred. “We’re going to Florida for Christmas.” “That sounds like fun.” I looked over her shoulder. It smelled delicious. “Doc’s parents have a timeshare there. There’s a private beach. We can just walk out and go swimming in the ocean.” She took out a bowl and started spooning chili into it ...» |
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