Everything has consequences
We couldn't find tuna.
So, we settled for salmon.
Apparently, eating thinly sliced raw fish or raw meat was called Sashimi. Assuming you had some form of sauce to dip the stuff in, the stuff wasn't that bad.
I didn't know such a thing was even a thing. I guess the world was a bigger place than I thought.
Anyway, we started dinner. And though Elsa pretended like nothing was wrong, I could tell for a fact, she was faking it.
Of course, she was.
She was in pain.
Of course, she was.
But I'd already made my decision and I had to stick to it.
"Uncle isn't here?"
It was just us six and the bunny maid.
"He went hunting. He'll probably be at the wedding along with the rest of our family," Mom said.
"Wasn't the church supposed to be a small church of an orphanage? So, bringing our whole family-"
Grandma grinned. "It'll work out."
Yeah, didn't seem like it would.
But oh well.