Chapter 7

I half-lay on the two-seater sofa that directly faced the plasma television hanging on the wall of the living room.  Nicole had selected a local channel on TV and was busy in the kitchen preparing a quick meal for us.  It was almost 10pm, and I was really tired by now.  I was struggling to keep my eyes open, but at the same time, the delicious smell of frying fish had my stomach grumbling loud enough to keep me awake.

“Would you like any sauce?” Nicole asked, as she was dishing up.

“No thanks” I replied.  I don’t think I’m ready for any exotics right now.”   

She brought over a TV tray and set it up in front of me, and then placed a plate with a fillet of fried and battered h...

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