Chapter Ten
Gift
"Hi...I bought this for you...they serve it over at the diner, and I picked some out for you," Sabrina says, handing me a bowl of porridge.
"Thanks," I say. I hear a girl yelling and turn to see Chelsea running towards me.
"Vaughn! Moo started giving milk, and there was some rice in the rice patty I hadn't shipped yet, so I made you some porridge!" She says, handing me a beaten up paper bag.
"Thanks Chelsea." I say, as I walk away toward the shop.
Funny thing is, Chelsea's porridge tasted better. I don't really know why.