“Sleep well?” I asked, mostly because I didn’t want to get lost in my thoughts right now.“I did. You?”“Yeah. This is nice.” I motioned a... the plate. I should mention she’d put out juice too.“Figured it was my turn.”We both cleaned up. It felt strangely domestic, her washing, me wiping and putting away the dishes. We didn’t talk much, but she seemed in a good mood. She had a nice smile that sort of lit up the room. I had a moment where I wanted to kiss her. Okay, more than just a moment, but…. Pizza traditionally has tomato sauce on it, but Mom made a lot of gravy last night, so I'm smearing my crust with a healthy portion of it. I'm adding the turkey chunks that I cut up, some green beans, and I'm just enough of a traditionalist to sprinkle some cheese over the top. Personally, I like Parmesan. And now it's ready to bake!" Are those diced bell peppers?" Miss Polly asked."Yes. We didn't really have a full holiday meal last night, so I chopped up a few of the more traditional. This was the hard part. She closed her mouth and felt her still-useless gag reflex convulse her body as the individual flavors of her daddy's shit, and his piss, and her own vomit played over her tongue. While mostly liquid, she could feel a chunk of bitter shit sliding on her tongue, and the vomit gave it a pulpy texture. Daddy puller her head up by her hair. He didn't have to say it - she knew what to do. Her body heaving in nausea, she swallowed half the mouthful, and desperate not to throw. Before long, I was walking across the clearing to the river. As I reached the opposite bank of the river I could see long streaks of mud. My heart clenched painfully again when I realized Alie had been crawling at this point.My feet carried me quickly up the incline to Alie's camp and I burst inside her shelter, no mind to whether or not she wanted to see me.ALIEAlie stared, shocked, at Jake for a moment. It hadn't occurred to her that he would come looking for her, especially this quickly.She.
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