Sometimes I wonder if Jem and I are the only true pancake lovers in the community house. I've had pancakes three mornings in a row now. The last two mornings I've had them by myself and the first morning there were only three of us. We talk a lot about what our expectations of community were before we moved in together. In terms of corn and worms I think my expectations have been totally fulfilled. But in terms of pancakes, although we started out well, things have definitely deteriorated since Jem left. I miss Jem.
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