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Gage wondered what could make a woman so upset, make her lose her mind. The marks on her face were an echo to whatever horror she had been through. Gage felt drawn to her. He knew firsthand the world could be a mighty hard place. Quentin came, and Gage hated to see the old man so upset. Briggs and Jeremy managed to get Emma to her feet. She kept crying out names: Toby, Sarah. Gage watched silently while they helped her up the steps. He never saw a woman in so much distress. Or one so beautiful.
A sour smell hung in the air. Light fi ltered through grease-covered slits. Windows, she supposed. She was in the galley. She wasn’t sure how, but she managed to rise from bed that morning. True to his word, Quentin had showered her with gifts, everything she needed. Then he accompanied her here, to the room on the bottom deck, port side. Against the main wall of the galley, squatting like a giant in a room too small, sat the biggest cast-iron oven Emma had ever seen. Iron doors in the oven’s black surface looked like two eyes, closed for now, giving proof the mammoth slept.
Welcome to the Hall of Culinary Slop,” Quentin said from behind her. “This is disgusting. ” Emma ventured a few more steps into the room, expecting a rodent to jump out at her. Filthy dishes, pots, and pans leaned in precarious piles. “None of us really care to know the details. ” Hopelessness settled around her shoulders like a heavy cloak. ” Quentin turned her around to look at her. “You are a marvelous cook. Even if you serve dishwater, it will be far better 51 than anything before. Briggs is tired of losing passengers over the awful cuisine.
First, There Is a River by Kathy Steffen