C2816 Three Women for a Play

No matter how uncomfortable the Black Pearl felt, it probably wouldn't show any sign of discomfort.

I ate my biscuit in silence, drank my milk, and looked out of the little window. The sky was overcast, and there was a little rain.

The Black Pearl asked, "Are you still hungry?"

I replied, "A little."

She said, "The food isn't ready yet."

I replied, "You