[ Hoo boy Grinning at first, delighted to be helpful, she approaches the pork with her knife -- but freezes. Two thoughts try to yank her in opposing directions: hack at it (fight, something tells her her palm trembling against the blade's edge), or recoil in disgust. ]
[ Glancing over to where he's cooking, the second wins out, and the knife clatters to the cutting board. She shakes her head, numb all over. ]
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Hoo boyGrinning at first, delighted to be helpful, she approaches the pork with her knife -- but freezes. Two thoughts try to yank her in opposing directions: hack at it (fight, something tells her her palm trembling against the blade's edge), or recoil in disgust. ][ Glancing over to where he's cooking, the second wins out, and the knife clatters to the cutting board. She shakes her head, numb all over. ]