Today's OneWord: Roast
I was ready to roast marshmallows and make myself some s'mores that night, and as I went to the kitchen to fetch the supplies, I caught Marcus sitting at the dining room table, taking a large bite out of a chocolate bar. One look at the wrappers scattered in front of him, and my jaw dropped. "Um, Marcus," I whispered, "those were for us. Y'know, the ones camping out tonight." "Oh." Marcus burped. "Don't worry. I didn't eat all of 'em."