Appetite

She looked at the pale meat on her plate and wondered what had happened to the birds that regularly walked the restaurant’s sidewalk, small feathered orphans. The inherent nature of this curiosity made it impossible to enjoy her meal.

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Written for Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 #67

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