Chapter Ninety-Three. Lisa May.
Lisa May’s Point of View.
After the day Jason has had, I've decided that he needs some decent food, so grab a pack of my 5% fat mince, some potatoes, and a boatload of vegetables, and set to work. I boil the spuds with the veggies in the steamer while frying off the mince and making some gravy. I used to love this with puddings in the corner, but given my diet, I cannot have those. Such a shame. Never mind. I am softly singing away to myself as I prepare the food, then as it is cooking, I pop the kettle on, and walk into my living room to find Jason passed out on my sofa. Bless him, he must be exhausted. I grab one of my fleecy throws and gently place it over his body, then return to the kitchen, making myself a cup of tea, waiting for the food to finish
