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Chapter 16 this was a most unusual event that will only make sense in the chapters to come unless of course I underestimated your understanding which I often do.
Her lips were unusually red, she was in the clothing she had wore the night before and she wiggled her nose now and then, but that wasn't the strangest thing in her thick brown hair was a lime green ribbon in a neat bow on the tip of her head.
"Be?"
Lemony Snicket pushed past the elder woman picking off the good grapes. He rounded the tomatoes and came face to face with the love of his life. She had a plastic basket the kind you looped your arm through to carry. In the basket was a wide variety of carrots and several types of lettuce. "Be?" Lemony whispered, her eyes were wide and slightly glazed over, he reached out to touch her shoulder. She blinked and looked up at him in the mist of reaching for a bag of baby carrots. "Lem?" He frowned, it was rather puzzling behavior. If only I had known, it had been so plain… "What are you doing?" He asked softly, she glanced at her basket and then back at him. "Gathering food for my family." As she said it her face clearly conveyed that what she had just said was as strange to her as it was to Lemony.
"Where have you been? Your mother called me this morning."
"Um.." Beatrice squinted hard trying to recall what had happened, "Green….lots of green-"
"BEATRICE!" A loud dominate voice broke her sentence in half. In the doorway was her rhombus mother. "MOMMY!" Her mother all but punched people out of her way to get to Beatrice. "Oh Beatrice honey I was so worried! We have so much to do! Why didn't you tell me you were at the store? Your wedding dress came finally! The cake is wonderful! Are those carrots on sell? Lemony don't you have to get sporks? Your father was so concerned! What time is it?" It was obvious Beatrice had gotten her nervous chatter from her mother. "You have to get ready! It's nice seeing you Lemony! I expected you to call! Your brother Jacque did a wonderful job on the flowers! Why do you have carrots in you basket? Well we have to go! You don't have the money for that? Bye Lemony!" Her mother chattered as she shoved Beatrice out the door. Lemony had no idea what to say, an uncomfortable feeling settled in his stomach. A worker walked up to get Beatrice's disregarded basket.
"Where are the sporks?" Lemony asked.
It's all I could say.