I'm not saying I told you so," Dyson was lounging against a counter watching, a half smile on his face. He'd happily provided the bird, he'd even cleaned and dressed it for her. (It was entirely possible there was a second turkey roasting over a fire somewhere).
"I'm just asking, how you managed to grow up where you did and not learn to cook?"
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"I'm just asking, how you managed to grow up where you did and not learn to cook?"