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She grabbed a blood bag on the second drawer of the fridge and stuck a straw in it like a juice box, sipping and calculating her next move while nodding to the music playing in her ear. She finished the blood bag and threw the empty satchet into the waste bin. After a massive battle in her head between rice pudding and blood stew and Macroni, she settled for the former. She didn't like the the stress that came with making blood stew. Snake mushrooms, garden shrimps, pollen from Merlin's green flower, flying ants and of course blood. Not a stress she wanted to take in finding. After she was done, she went outside to wait for them, she hoped they would arrive today despite how unfriendly the w

He still hated mushrooms. And Luca’s daughter Sophia Grace DiLorenzo was two and fearless. She insisted on wearing a chef’s hat that covered half her face and loved nothing more than dunking her hands into flour and yelling, “Messy means yummy!” Amara had returned to writing part-time. A publisher picked up her essays about life, food, and love, and her first book, Whisked Away: Recipes for the Heart, hit the indie bestseller list. At book signings, she wrote this in every copy:

The first course was mushroom ravioli. "I made it myself," he said as he poured her wine. "I hope you like it." "I'm sure I will," she said, digging right in. She didn't know what it was about it. Maybe it was the fact that Mikael told her he prepared it himself. It was the most delicious dish she had ever had in all her life. The creaminess of the pasta and the mushrooms along with the rich taste of black pepper and herbs was unlike anything she had ever had. And she couldn't understand why she felt that way because it was a fairly simple dish.