We stayed glued to the couch, completely lost in the movie, until the clock on the wall struck one in the afternoon. Laura stretched her arms, standing up from the cushions to head back to the kitchen to begin preparing lunch."I'll come help you out in the kitchen, Laura," I offered, standing up as well and leaving Mary and Leo deeply engrossed in the cartoon on the screen."Oh, Claire, you don't have to!" Laura smiled warmly, waving her hand. "You're a guest, you should just relax.""It doesn’t matter, I want to," I laughed softly, following her into the airy, sunlit kitchen.We decided to make chicken and mushroom alfredo pasta. Laura pulled out the large wooden cutting board, a box of fettuccine, fresh heavy cream, parmesan cheese, garlic, boneless chicken breasts, and a large basket of fresh brown mushrooms. I grabbed a sharp knife, taking over the task of dicing the garlic cloves, slicing the fresh mushrooms, and cutting the chicken into small, neat cubes while Laura set a large
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