Where Wild Things Roam
I compliment, admiring the plate he sets before me.
“Darla’s latest vegan creation for you, Luna. Southern fried battered tofu, black-eyed peas, fried collard greens, potato salad, and—,” he sets a generous basket of cornbread between Ian and me, “cornbread, of course.”
“All these fried foods are going to make me fat, Joe.”
“I can’t imagine that ever happening to you, Luna. And for our alpha, smoked barbeque beef brisket, fried okra, mac-n-cheese, sweet mashers and a double helping of my flakey biscuits with cream gravy.”
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