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Cooking Up A New Hope
It took Mrs. Darth a while to get used to the mask, but after a few months it seemed as if she’d always worn it. She didn’t even mind the funny looks they got when they went out to eat, especially since if the steaks happened to arrive a little too well done all they had to do was turn to the waiter in unison and take a few deep breaths before he’d stammer and shrink into the kitchen to make sure they got it right next time.
But sometimes Mrs. Darth liked to cook at home. It made her feel cozy and competent, to have a chicken browning in a pan while Darth rustled the newspapers and plotted evil in the other room. And there really was much less evil being plotted these days; Mrs. Darth had done her best to make sure Darth had other hobbies. Roller-skating hadn’t gone down too well, but skiing, that had been a winner.
Mrs. Darth smiled behind her mask. It wasn’t just chicken she was cooking up. It was a new hope for the universe.
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