Petric’s Point of View still “I’m definitely coming back to this exact spot. Just don't know when, but I owe this place another two full days of eating,” Liam promised. He was leaning back in his chair, rubbing his stomach with the kind of reverence you usually save for a religious relic. The guy had just achieved true food enlightenment.I laughed, a deep, relaxed sound that felt good to let out. Seriously, a meal this good, especially when you weren't expecting it, could make a werewolf promise anything. We’d tried, honestly, to be polite and eat slowly, but we were both running on empty, and the food, roast goat, plantain mash, and a cassava stew that just sang, was pure, restorative magic. About thirty minutes later, we were totally stuffed, just leaning back in a collective, blissful food coma. The hall of that little community place was finally emptying out. Lanterns threw long, warm shadows against
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