Madeline leaned against the counter as she watched Rebbecca pilfer through all her dinner preparations.
"I am sure Rog will be here at any moment. He probably had other plans for this afternoon and just forgot to tell me," she said hoping her voice sounded more confident that she actually felt.
The pot of hot water for the pasta had begun to boil.
Rebbecca turned the burner down, but began the boil on the conversation, "That's very unlike Rog, isn't it? He is very conscientious about you. Perhaps his car has broken down?"
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