Lake Lewisia #1153

The round of competition over, the contestants sat, sweaty and flour-dusted, on the rolling green outside the tent. “I could murder a cucumber salad, some tomatoes, anything so long as it’s cold and fresh,” Paz remarked to the enthusiastic agreement of the others. One thing led to another, as they do among new friends and old, and they had soon procured a picnic of fresh vegetables and cold drinks and, yes, maybe a little bread after all.

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