Joan smiles a little at the help. She appreciates it, even if there's a stubborn part of her that grates against it. She takes the spoon and dips it in the soup. As she lifts it toward her mouth her hand shakes, spilling the soup back into the container.
Crap. Maybe soup wasn't the best of ideas.
She tries again and again with the same result. Finally she puts the spoon down with a frustrated sigh.
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Date: 2021-08-15 03:57 pm (UTC)Crap. Maybe soup wasn't the best of ideas.
She tries again and again with the same result. Finally she puts the spoon down with a frustrated sigh.