You need to eat.’ Claire didn’t look nearly as angry as her ear snatching would have indicated. ‘So you decided to pull on my ear?’ ‘I thoug...t you needed something to break you out of that spiral you were in.’ Her expression was still neutral. We went downstairs to eat a very tasty breakfast. Of course, the last breakfast I had eaten was four days before and it had consisted of a can of sardines and a redbull. That was right before I ran out of sardines. I sort of missed them. Claire was. Phillip stood on the sidewalk and watched the carriage drive away, the horse prancing along beside it. The stable boys stood in shock watching Lexi groom the huge horse, ladies didn’t come into the stables and groom their own mounts, it was unheard of, Lexi made sure all the wounds on the horse were healed then gave him an extra scoop of grain in his feed bag, she gave the stable hand instructions for the horse, told the horse to behave that he was safe and she would be sending him to her home. I may be gay but I don’t wear it like a badge.’ Gina laughed. ‘The first words she said to me when she joined the office was that they’d hired her as the token dyke!’ ‘I may have said something like that. I always find it’s best to get that out and over with before speculation starts, don’t you?’ I looked at Gina who said, ‘I have said nothing!’ ‘She didn’t need to. But if I’d thought she had I wouldn’t care, would you?’ The subject was dropped and I managed to get away from her for a while. I am sure there was a lot I did not 'get' but that was one joke that stood out in my memory. 'Tastes like chicken, ' is a punch line for many jokes that have to do with the consumption of human flesh."Revekah measured her palm against his, extending her fingers out against his; the thumb-like digits were almost twice as long as her thumb but the smaller middle digits were not a great deal longer than her fingers. She interlaced her fingers with his, noting that with six digits he had five.