A Host of Problems

"So? What's the verdict?" "Still can't taste shit," Darren Sinclair replies grumpily. He glugs down half a glass of water then shovels in another forkful of spaghetti.  Evelyn conceals a moue of distaste as she watches the noodles slurp into her husband's mouth. His chewing is louder than usual. Beast-like. Droplets of red sauce fling... Continue Reading →

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