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I chuckle. “Does it really matter, given those options?”
He laughs. “I suppose not. Still, I have to know now.”
I grin. “An actual cabbage. Well, cabbage leaves stuffed with some kind of meat.”
“Was it good?”
“I didn’t eat it!” I laugh.
“Why not? Maybe it was good.”
“I had no idea where it came from or who made it. It was a door prize at some school event.”
“They gave away a stuffed cabbage?”
I shrug. “Yes. Apparently.”
He lets out his breath. “What kind of school did you go to? You weren’t kidding about Sheltertown, were you.”
“Shelteron.”
“Whatever.”
I shake my head in amusement and lean back against the cushions. After a long silence, I finally glance at him again. “You don’t happen to still have the calendar do you?” I ask.
He glances at me in exasperation, and I laugh.