112 Trinity-A Gift From Reece

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Trinity

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Ten minutes later we were sitting at the table when a young woman walked in. She was pushing a cart covered in food. It smelled and looked good enough, but it wasn't Abigail's cooking. I missed her food already. Reece was right when he said it would be lunch that was brought. It was just after noon now, so it was definitely past breakfast time. We were each served massive plates. It wasn't an overly complicated lunch. They had obviously prioritized speed here.

The lunch was large mushroom, steak and cheese subs piled with meat, cheese, lettuce, mushrooms, onions, and smothered in Italian dressing. It had been toasted so the bread was crispy, and the cheese had been melted perfectly. The sandwich was bigger than my head, but my stomach growled so loudly when I smelled it that I dug right in as soon as the maid left the room. I picked up the messy sub and sunk my teeth in.