"I'll get set up in here. Set the table, please," Lorraine said, firmly, still annoyed.
"What are we having?"
"Tuna noodle casserole."
Gary made a face. He hated tuna noodle casserole. He'd always stopped Lorraine from making it. He guessed he couldn't anymore.
He didn't feel any different, not the way Linda had said she did. But everyone was treating him differently.
He needed a plan. He could go back and talk to Linda maybe. Investigate other strange people. Maybe try to talk to Mikey and Biff. but now, they'd probably see him as...whatever he was supposed to be now. This was so frustrating.
