There was no reason for him to lift up the cloth over that bowl. No fucking reason at all.

"Hey, fuck off. I'll sort this out. Go sit down and drink your coffee." She encouraged him away from the kitchen, grabbing the bags of food from him so she could deal with them in private while she finished off destroying the evidence.

"Tell me how your day was." She called from the kitchen as she bagged and double bagged the pastry goop and buried it right in the bottom of the trash.