'Bon appetit' says Sara and Neil smiles as he goes away because the smell that tickles the sense of smell is unmistakable. Smacks of home.
first tasted the stew, tasting and swallowing slowly with eyes closed and her lips were still hanging on the greeting to Sara, but the rest of the meal is fast, always faster to get nervous towards the end, without the taste more Neil bites.
His mind has already returned to the accounts to be recorded, receipts and more demeaning how to rebuild his hardware store, knowing that - despite the years that it wears - is destined to outlive him.
hoping for a different age, he hoped to have left behind the temptations and instincts, but some things are not quite sure screws or bolts.
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