Lisa The Vegetarian Novels & Stories

"Victoria was a renowned young artist before her accident. They said God kissed her hands. The girl wouldn't even hurt a fly." "What's more interesting is that she was lying in a hospital bed for five solid years. What did she do, send out hit orders with her brainwaves?" Even though I had confessed, no one believed me. Some even snickered, convinced I was mentally unstable and ready to have me committed. I adjusted my posture, leaning back elegantly in the chair and speaking nonchalantly. "The first victim, Luigi, was strangled with high-voltage wire, his tongue torn out. The family's signature punishment for a 'big mouth.'"

She uninterestedly said and felt a headache, seeing bunch of dishes. The tray was filled with mouth watering recipes. There was veggie sausage strata, Italian brunch torte, Mascarpone- Mushroom Frittata stack, pepper and fresh herb frittata, croissants with butter and cappuccino with double shot of espresso and creamy milk and topped with extra foamy milk. "Do you think I am a pig?" Lisa pointed her index finger towards her face. "Actually I wasn't sure what you like to take in breakfast." Brad scratched his head and chuckled.