"Fine," Verity shook her head and reached beside Trev for an egg. "How have you not gone bankrupt buying takeaway?" After poking at the bacon in the pan, she set the spatula down and cracked the egg on the side of the pan. "And how does Gretch just... cook stuff for you?"
Dropping the egg into the pan, she cracked another into the pan, then set the shells next to Trev, absently thinking he'd throw them away for her. "My kid..." she started, then trailed off with a slight cut off sob, casting her gaze away from her cousin and paying more attention to the bacon than strictly necessary.