I didn't realize how much i had written recently, i have 2 entries today.
Finally I trudged into the kitchen after him, his face was turned away from me and he was chopping tomatoes on the work surface there were 2 slices of buttered bread beside his hand and a crumpled piece of lettuce lay on top of one piece.
He was making more food, and I wondered if I had just been missing him eat every now and again but then I spotted the open Tupperware boxes and the hamper on the other side of him and knew that he was packing for our day out in the fields.
He turned just then knife in hand to look at me, his face was so drawn and gaunt that it looked as though he would be capable of taking that knife and staking me with it. However the fake smile flashed back into place again and he asked, “What do you want in your sandwich?”
“Don't mind,” I said trying to sound as falsely cheery and failing.
“How about, tuna,” he said pulling out a can of freshwater tuna.
“Sure,” I said in the same voice trying to sound enthusiastic.
He took the can back to the worktop and opened it using the can opener then drained away the access water and began to mix it with the mayonnaise he had presumably got out earlier.
“I thought we’d make a day of it,” said Jake answering my unasked question.
“Cool,” I said looking like I thought it was a good idea, thought I was sighing inside.
Before the strange change I would have been happy to spend the day in the country with Jake, but now, I’d rather stay and work on my algebra homework.
