If she faints while in her fast, the chef awaits her word in a kitchen hidden at the heart of the hotel. Her hunger, his counterpart, lightens the gourmet boredom this dinner shift, and he will pass word on to others if she keeps her promise or she abrogates.
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We reached the car, and I held the door open for him, but he didn't climb in right away. He stood there rocking on his crutch, gazing off at the sky and the fields and the fall trees starting to go the color of sherbet