It was fortunate that Jake spoke, because Charlie indeed hadn't heard him. She'd been contemplating what looked like apple turnovers... or were they peach? Somebody had made them, and since she hadn't, it had to have been Rae or Laura. They were sealed in a Tupperware container, and she'd been staring at it as if it contained the secrets of the universe. Charlie's mind wandered a lot more than it had in the past, for damn sure. She'd used to be carefree, sometimes even a little flighty. She could still be sweet and open, but these days that was tempered with a dark outer shell.
"Maybe," she replied, not knowing to whom she was speaking. It didn't matter, really. Having some company would be nice.
Charlie picked up the Tupperware container and closed the pantry door, then stepped out into the open. "I've got some turnovers here... want to help me solve the mystery of what they are? I'm betting on apple. Or it could be any kind of canned fruit." She smiled at the man who'd spoken to her; she'd seen him around, but she wasn't sure what his name was. Setting the container on the counter, she moved to the cabinet to get a couple of plates.