"Just cook something with whatever's in the refrigerator," Jane Sampson sat down on the floor, kicked off her snow boots, put on slippers, and pulled on James Black's pants two steps away to stand up.
"Jane Sampson!" James Black growled softly and reached out to pull her up.
"Hahaha." Jane started laughing before she even got her balance, swatted James's hand away, and dashed straight into the bedroom.
At the doorway, she paused, suddenly turned back to look at James, and mischievously said, "Tomato and egg noodles, okay?"
James ignored Jane's words and went straight to the kitchen; even in the kitchen, he could hear Jane's laughter.
James wasn't upset. Jane was still joking around and laughing, which meant she was getting over the shock of Grandpa's passing.
He didn't know what Granny Sampson had said to Jane, but today she was in a much better state than a few days ago.
However, there were indeed only eggs and tomatoes in the refrigerator.