i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
"Well which is it? Are you not eating the meat or am I thinking of where my food comes from?" Flora's rather well-off upbringing might mean that she wasn't particularly streetsmart, but that didn't mean she couldn't tell when someone was talking down to her. Or, when she thought they were, anyhow. "My dad and nona used to take me hunting when I was little. I'm pretty sure I understand how food comes to be on my plate, which is why I'm saying that all of those--" Flora gestures to the dead ramphire, "-would be shit to eat. And who would want feathers plucked from diseased animals?"
Continuing to scrunch her nose, Flora folds her arms across her chest and takes another step back from Amanda. It had only just occurred to her that this might have been the sort of thing she actually should mention to her dad.
Continuing to scrunch her nose, Flora folds her arms across her chest and takes another step back from Amanda. It had only just occurred to her that this might have been the sort of thing she actually should mention to her dad.
