Pudding and Pie
“I’m leaving,” said Russ. “Did you hear me?” Ramona was ripping the flesh off the carcass with a carving knife. She piled the leg, breast, wing, and thigh on a plate. She turned the bird over, splayed it and held … Continued
“I’m leaving,” said Russ. “Did you hear me?” Ramona was ripping the flesh off the carcass with a carving knife. She piled the leg, breast, wing, and thigh on a plate. She turned the bird over, splayed it and held … Continued