She grinned over at him, hand latching on to the Ziplock. "Maybe I'll meet them someday?" she asked. "Your kids. If you'd like, that is."
Her eyes traveled over to the herbs. "Two tablespoons, one pot a day," she echoed with a firm nod. "Maybe I'll finally get some sleep. I don't think I've clocked in more than two-three hours a night for the past several weeks."
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Her eyes traveled over to the herbs. "Two tablespoons, one pot a day," she echoed with a firm nod. "Maybe I'll finally get some sleep. I don't think I've clocked in more than two-three hours a night for the past several weeks."