Lauren looked up as Frank, seemingly unconcerned about her being unchained in the open, sat next to her, casually leaning against the porch post.<br/><br/>She considered his question and then answered. “I guess I’m hungry, I just don’t have an appetite. But if you want I can cook up something. What do we have here?”<br/><br/>She noticed he wasn’t smoking. That was interesting.   Maybe getting winded wrestling a hundred and twentt five pound woman was embarrassing?<br/><br/>She looked at him and said “ let’s go inside after we finish our coffee. I’ll cook breakfast and you tell me what you didn’t yesterday.”