to the Kitchen	Cooking was not her specialty, although Sam had said over and over that she made the best macaroni and cheese he had ever eaten. He even ate it that time she forgot about it on the stove, even after she fed her portion to their dog.	to the Den
to the Backyard	Ever since she had moved to Iowa City for grad school, she had tried to learn how to cook, but her heart just wasn't in it. There was always something else to be doing. Places to go. And Sam didn't seem to mind. At least he never said he did. To Maggie, eating was a chore. An afterthought.	to the Living Room
	into afterthought