Moonlight Dwelling

Rachel sat on the couch with a pint of ice cream. She had a box of Girl Scout cookies right now to her.

"Rachel what are you doing?"

"I'm fishing in Switzerland. What does it look like I'm doing."

Jenks flew around just out of swatting range.

"Looks like someone's brooding."

Rachel just glared at Jenks because he was right. She was bummed about Marshall leaving but she wasn't going to say it out loud. She was going to sit here and eat some comfort food until the ache went away or she had to be airlifted out to the hospital.

"Come on Rache do you really want Ivy to see you looking like this?"

"I don't care what I look like Jenks."

Jenks snorted and flew away leaving Rachel alone.

"Screw it I'm going to finish this box and then I'll shower. Girl Scouts are evil with their Thin Mints. They must know I can't resist the damn things."

By Barbara Desmond