Shira Reimer came in carrying the mail.
“Hey” Yudi said as he was preparing lunch for the two of them. “How was your morning? Things got a bit simpler?”
“Whatever” she said dropping the stack of envelopes on the table. “Shevy was back from maternity leave so at least I wasn’t on my own. The computer was down for a bit so things got nuts. Good to be home.”
“Thanks” she said as he slid a bowl of pasta in front of her. “That looks amazing. Thanks so much.”
“Linguini” he said “or penne. Maybe fettucine or ravioli. Just not macaroni right?”
