Mother paused suddenly and licked her lips. “Well, don’t just stand there, boy. Get cooking. I’m famished and I’ve been salivating over that fine catch you’ve got there. You can listen while you move your hands.” I rolled my eyes, muttering, “Gluttons, all of them.” under my breath as I went back to work with … Continue reading Chapter 17
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