A Meal of Mushrooms
by Herman Labuschagne

A 50 word story, as promted at the Fountain Pen Network.

�Tastes like sawdust,� he grumbled.

She sat silently, her bruised lip still throbbing.

�Gimme salt,� he ordered.

Her gaze was dreamy but her hand obeyed.

�I thought you�d like your mushrooms like that,� she softly said.

His fork paused halfway to his mouth. And as their eyes met � he knew�

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