A darling

The flow of the story has changed, and I find myself having to cut two sentences which I really liked. If I post it here, it will live on in some small way…

For hours she stared at that bread roll where it had fallen on her lap, unsure if it was friend or foe. It was sustenance that would prolong her life. Friend or foe?

This is an example of Killing a Darling.

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