His Mother's Ring, His Vengeance

r surgery, my body a roadmap of fractures and stitches. The nurses were kind, but their

ever came

a lot of time to think. And to plan. I used a bu

I said, my

at happened? I heard so

urateur in Portland now, the kind of success I had dreamed of before I sold m

the words tasting like fr

the ring. The accident. Joc

w. The food lab. Your preservation techniques, those flavor profiles you'v

assive kitchen. I' d developed innovative food preservation techniques, creating artisanal products with unique, complex flavor profil

d, no hesitatio

nored it. Another call. Ignored. A text message demanding to know why I

the plane, the cool, damp Oregon air felt like a baptism. Matthew was waiting for

life wa

y cheesesteak on the menu, the kind of food Jocelyn had always forbidden as "low-class

snapped it in half, and toss

Cheez Whiz and fried oni