Fennel Soup
Another bowl goes down. And another. And another. You're starting to
feel sleepy...
You wake up. Your hair is green. Your head is green. Your body is
green. "I think we'll need to send her to a charm school, Edna.
There's one down the road..."
What do you say?
"I'll have the fennel soup, please." you say. The woman
bends over to hand you a bowl of pale green stuff. You take a sip.
It's good! You gulp down the rest and the woman smiles her toothless
smile.
