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Pretty But Creepy

I don't feel like eating today.

Jazz opened the door.

With a solemn gaze, Maddie put a tray of simple porridge for her daughter.

Spoon pulling out something red and pink and slimy.

"Jazz?"

"Jazz? Do you need something?"

"Sweetie, I'm sorry."

"Sorry we're so dirty! We're in the middle of a most exciting dissection!"

Jack patted Maddie's hair. "Maybe we should wait for Dan-o."

Danny's eyes were empty on the table.

"Looking at her like this... It hurts my heart."

Sterilized jars dirtied from holding her little brother's heart and stuff.

"I don't feel like eating today," she said absentmindedly.

"When did Danny say he'd come back from the trip with Sam and Tucker?"

"Tomorrow, right? Where should he be now?"

Nowhere.