“Ten more minutes should do it,” June said, resetting the timer and flopping down next to Marcie on the couch.
“Why is it that everything always takes longer than the instructions say?” Marcie asked, sighing.
“No idea. Guess that’s just our luck, huh?” June said, scratching her neck. “Maybe we have different appliances? Or because we substituted a few ingredients?”
“I guess. I can smell it now.”
“Yeah, that means it’s close.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes, both lost in their thoughts.
June sighed again. “I guess I should have realized it would take a long time to dissolve a body, no matter what the internet said.”
“As long as it works, right? Doesn’t have to be correct or fast. Just,” Marcie shrugged, “done.”
“I saw a different recipe that also looked good,” June said. “You know, if we have to do this again.”
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