Happy (Canadian) Thanksgiving Monday!!
Since writeidea asked to be fed more of this new story, this is for you, Angela, Sarah and everyone else who seemed interested in this oddity ;)
I still don't know the name or gender of the narrator... but I guess that really isn't important yet.
Though it is Thanksgiving, there's not much of a meal here, but it should be enough get your taste-buds screaming... uhm, crying? ...shrivelling up in terror? ...and I swear, I've only eaten ONE of the things Triss does (guess which one) though I've seen other people eat the rest.
I'm tossing in the last few lines of what I wrote previously 'cause I'm sure it's jarring to be thrown into the middle of a scene. For new readers, original snippet is here. If you don't want to go back, the only real pertinent detail is there's a dead body in the truck of Triss' car.