Chapter Sixty: Good God's Get Rewards - Gabriella

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I look down at the bowl in front of me, my abdominals aching from the laugh I’m struggling to keep inside. I bravely lift my fork and jab it into the food, picking up a mushy clump on my fork while Jartre watches me with bated breath. I steel myself and eat the forkful of food. I close my eyes, tears pooling behind my lids as silent laughter wracks my body as the mushy, yet tough, burnt concoction sits in my mouth refusing to go down my throat.

I bite down, something crunching unpleasantly between my teeth that causes me to lose all composure. I grab a napkin and spit out the mouthful of food, breaking into a fit of laughter as tears stream down my face.

“Is it that bad?” Jartre asks, his face looking almost bereft.

I reach out, grabbing his arm as I fight to control my laughter. I take a large sip of water, swallow down whatever is left in my mouth and wipe away my tears.

“It is, without a doubt, the most bizarre and most atrocious stir fry I have ever eaten in my entire life. I