Twenty Nine
As she walked out back into the sitting room, she was greeted with the heady aroma of a good coffee, and something spicy-bread-like. She hesitated for a minute, wondering if she should go into what must be the kitchen, when John stepped out, carrying a couple of mugs of coffee. He nodded his head toward the kitchen and said, "There's some food in there. Bring it out. " She went in, to a mouthwatering fragrance. There was a bowl of some sort of stew and a plate full of small, pale-yellow, thick and slightly puffy bread. She picked both up and went outside to find that John had moved a small coffee table in between a couple of chairs. She placed the food on the table which already hosted the coffee mugs. This was all really strange, and it was throwing Sophie completely off. She could not
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