After their conversation, Juliette felt the time change dragging her down and wanted nothing more than to climb into bed, but she knew she needed to go get some dinner. In fact, she knew exactly what she was in the mood for: minestrone soup.
She doubted if there was such a thing as take-out in this town, and it was only six o’clock. Restaurants wouldn’t serve dinner for hours yet, so she decided to shut her eyes and rest a little bit. Over the next hour, she kept jerking awake, afraid to fall into a deep sleep, so she finally forced herself to get up off the couch and find a restaurant and that bowl of minestrone.
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