Then, in my mind, I envisioned those criminals in ancient costume TV series who were about to be beheaded. Before the execution, there was always a bowl of meal with an added chicken leg, and the official would say, "Eat, eat more. Fill yourself up so that you can 'go on the road' without starving to death as a hungry ghost."
The person who wouldn't even lend her a lunchbox this morning and who she called the ugliest in the world in front of so many people—is he really kind enough to invite her for a late-night snack?
"You know how to be scared? Weren't you all tough this morning?" Peter Gingery laughed while holding his belly. "You were so bold in the morning, now don't wimp out."
"How was I supposed to know the instructor would single me and Mair Williams out?" Jane Sampson glared at Peter Gingery without good spirits. "If I had known earlier, I could have praised James Black to the skies!"
