As we were driving back home, I looked at Megan from time to time. As she was eating her baguette, she had done, and then said, "It was a good one."
"I know," I said shortly, and when she smiled, she moved to sign. While hearing it, I smiled and then I kept listening to Megan. The trip back home was more congenial, with her signing. While hearing it, I keep smiling and focusing on driving. When we had finally come back home, I looked at Megan, and when she looked at me, she said, "So now. We can prepare food."
"Yes. First, I will move all inside. Can you help?" I asked, and when Megan smiled, she said, "yes. I will take one bag later. You know which one."
