Joe salivated, imagining what the staff might serve tonight.

Lobster Thermidor, a Porterhouse steak…

A gong sounds.

The guard, Nguyen Trai, slips a half bowl of cold rice

between the bamboo bars,

as he’d done every evening

for

the last

seven

years.

 

SusanWritesPrecise
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