The Cost Of Living
Cheeseburgers
It was amazing how they worked so hard to live as though they were still back in America. Cheeseburgers and roasts and CDs and book clubs and yellow houses in the suburbs. Why even bother? They weren't Americans. They didn't believe in freedom.
She'd lied to Jack, of course. She didn't kill the cow. That wasn't one of her jobs. It wasn't even beef. But she had learned how to render animal fat, which was not all that hard, and how to bake hamburger buns, which was hard. And when she got back home, she was never doing it again.
Author's note: Yes, two chapters from Juliet's POV in a row. I didn't intend to do that. But I find her endlessly fascinating.
