My Tormentor
"I'll be back after I'm done."
He nods and lets me go. Charlotte and I make our
way to the food when I gasp at the different, colorful assortment.
"They all look healthy, yet so delicious," I'm drooling at this point, looking at the various dishes I can try.
"They're all assortments of antipasto," Charlotte says as she picks one up.
"Anti-what?" I blink.
"Antipasto is Italian for appetizers," she explains. "That's a grilled tomato crostini, this is arancini with peas and mozzarella, bruschetta with pickled okra, potato and mozzarella croquettes, grilled polenta with dried cod—"
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