He said he didn't want the dinner and that he had to tell her something.
But I’ve thought about it a good deal and I’ve decided the only thing to do is tell you right away. I hope you won’t blame me too much...
She stood there in shock, she did not want to believe that he said anything at all.
I'll get the supper.
As she walked to get the dinner from the cellar, she couldn't feel anything but a slight desire to vomit.
In the freezer she saw a leg of lamb.
For God’s sake, Don’t make supper for me. I’m going out.
At that point, Mary Maloney simply walked up behind him and swung the frozen leg of lamb high in the air and brought it down as hard as she could on the back of his head.
Her mind became clear all of a sudden. She began thinking very fast. She carried the meat into the kitchen, turned the oven on high, and shoved it inside. Then she fixed her hair and grabbed her jacket.
It wasn’t six o’clock yet and the lights were still on in the grocery shop.
Hullo sam, potatoes and a can of peas please. Patrick doesn’t want to eat out tonight and now he’s caught me without any vegetables in the house.