Violet

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VioletAs we were all filing back in, we saw that somehow the staff had managed to fit a buffet line off to one side of the room, without making the room seem cluttered. The food smelled amazing. Even before it was our tables turn to go up I could tell almost all of the options because I could smell garlic, barbecue and chicken. After a brief invocation by one of our classmates, turned pastor, each table, one by one, went up to fill their plates. The dinner featured barbecue brisket, roasted chicken, macaroni and cheese, garlic mashed potatoes, green beans, and dinner rolls. “This food smells amazing,” Shane said. “Yes, it does,” I agreed, as I fixed my plate. While we walked back to our table, I looked around the room admiring the decorations and just happened to glance up to the secon

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