Kat agrees to meet her aunt for a last minute brunch. Surly, she has no reason to be nervous, right?
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Part 18 – All Red
Kat Tomato sauce splashed as a ladleful fell onto a pale crust. She spread it, suddenly reminded of her own face, and how red it must have been. Kat tried to focus on the task at hand. She had an order of four medium pizzas to get into the large industrial oven, so she didn’tContinue reading “Part 18 – All Red”