to life.
I served rice.
I added a little salt.
I tasted it.
It was good.
Not perfect.
Good.
Outside, in the hallway, someone let out a loud laugh. Another answered. A pot clanged against a door. Mrs. Higgins scolded Liam for running. Claire called my name. Richard asked where the salt shaker went. Tessa answered that it was in its place, where it always is.continue reading …
