Cecily peers at the murky grey liquid and frowns at a cube of meat that's floating against the rim. "What was this in a past life?" she asks.
"Pigeons and a field rabbit," Reed says. "Hunted them down myself."
"He's an excellent shot," Linden says.
"Can you eat pigeons, though?" Cecily falls back into her chair, looking a mix of disgusted and curious.
"You can eat just about anything," Reed says, dumping a ladleful into her bowl.

Author: Lauren DeStefano

Cecily peers at the murky grey liquid and frowns at a cube of meat that's floating against the rim. "What was this in a past life?" she asks.<br />"Pigeons and a field rabbit," Reed says. "Hunted them down myself."<br />"He's an excellent shot," Linden says.<br />"Can you eat pigeons, though?" Cecily falls back into her chair, looking a mix of disgusted and curious.<br />"You can eat just about anything," Reed says, dumping a ladleful into her bowl. - Lauren DeStefano




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