Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25109952-20130815014354/@comment-11457306-20130817154557

(Lemme know when it starts to get rough.)

Although she'd finished with the broth, Allysa did not move from her chair. She found herself enjoying the grizzled old cook's stories. She propped her elbows on the table and listened to him, sipping cider now, which he'd served up in a mug. Every once in a while she laughed as he made some joke.