Where Do You Stop? Chapter 18 concludes: WHEN WE SAT DOWN to eat, my mother wrinkled her nose, leaned over her plate, sniffed at her food, gave it a puzzled look, and asked, “What is that smell?”
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Where Do You Stop? Chapter 18 concludes: WHEN WE SAT DOWN to eat, my mother wrinkled her nose, leaned over her plate, sniffed at her food, gave it a puzzled look, and asked, “What is that smell?”