Never too late
I load my tray with food and without checking twice, head to the empty corner table in the hall, grateful for the small reprieve.
I slide into the bench, my back facing everyone else and look at the burgers on my plate. Well, at least they don’t look like two sorry shits like they did back at home. Without another thought, I pick up a burger and take the biggest bite possible out of it and I’m floored by the amazing scent of it. This burger smells like nothing I have ever smelt before. It smells like cherries, vanilla, and chocolate all rolled into one and I’d be happy for life if I could wrap up in this smell for the rest of my life.
Bab Populer