"Strictly speaking I'm capable of cooking, but after a long day I find I don't often want to," Peggy explained, sighing cheerfully. She was neither a domestic sort of person nor an avidly undomestic sort, not hardly the extreme that most people around her expected.

That was so often the story of things, though, finding that extremes weren't always accurate, and lately Peggy had been learning that that was even true in her personal life. Gut instinct wasn't always correct, but it wasn't the worst thin to trust sometimes.