[Something comes over her then. Her knees start to wobble, and she can barely take the soup pot in hand without dropping it. It teeters, falls into the sink with a clatter, and she hits the disposal...using the noise to drown out an uncomfortable half-wheeze half-sob as the last hour goes down the drain. Quite literally.]
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Stares at her soup.
Gets up.
Walks over to the sink.
And dumps the soup down the disposal.]
I'm sorry. We'll...just order out tonight.
[Something comes over her then. Her knees start to wobble, and she can barely take the soup pot in hand without dropping it. It teeters, falls into the sink with a clatter, and she hits the disposal...using the noise to drown out an uncomfortable half-wheeze half-sob as the last hour goes down the drain. Quite literally.]