Friday, April 24, 2009
Excerpt: Friday's 1-liner
The plan was for each to eat half of their lunch, then swap plates. But after just two bites, they were tasting from one another’s forks. Mystery and newness and deliciousness just a tined utensil away.
“Now I see why they call them ‘specials,’” Julian said, near monotone. Her voice was level not from boredom, but from contentment.