crispy roast pork

#61. Woke up in the afternoon after a plentiful night’s sleep recovering from a long day at work. Went grocery shopping with Mum to stock up on the week’s supplies and brought home a box of Crispy Roast Pork and some vermicelli for dinner. It’s been a while since I’ve had this, but you can never go wrong with Crispy Roast Pork. If you have not had it before, you are missing out on life and I strongly suggest you get out of my sight and try some asap LOL 

Empty Corridors - Chapter 26

Last time, Lacey sat her SATs and prepared for a street party to open the new small business enterprise she persuaded Gold to invest in.  Here’s what happened next.

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“I can’t believe I was so stupid.”

Lacey felt like tearing her hair.  The street party to celebrate the opening of the market and warehouse businesses was due to start in an hour, the hog roast wasn’t ready and the sound system had stopped working.

“Why did I ever think I could do this?” she demanded, whirling to face Gold, who was watching her with a tiny grin on his face.  “I must have been insane!  Why didn’t you stop me, for God’s sake?”

“Because I enjoyed watching you do an excellent job,” he replied.  “And because I knew you could do it.  And you have.”

“We have no food and no music!” she snapped.  “I half-expect the beer barrels to explode or something!”

Gold put a hand on her shoulder, and his touch was calming.

“Granny has already said the food will be ready on time,” he said gently.  “The mulled cider is ready to drink, and the beer barrels are fine.  Leroy’s fixing the sound system as we speak.  It will go well, I promise.”

She leaned against his chest with a sigh, smiling as he kissed the top of her head.

“Tiana hasn’t set up yet,” she said then.  “What if it starts and she’s not ready?”

“This thing is scheduled to last three hours,” he said dryly.  “I’m sure it won’t matter if she’s ten minutes late.  From what I remember of her cakes, she’ll sell out long before the party’s over.”

Lacey hesitated, breathing in his scent, her fingers clutching at his shirt.

“What if nobody comes?” she whispered, voicing her secret fear, and Gold chuckled, a low sound that vibrated through his body.

“Everyone will come,” he said.  “It’s not every day this town has a street party, after all.”

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