Chapter 0160
Abby
The weight of failure feels almost physical, like there’s something sharp and heavy literally lodged in
my chest.
I stare at the computer screen displaying “Truffles Unavailable” in blunt, red letters. I’ve sent countless
emails to suppliers, spent hours scouring online marketplaces, and I’ve even visited local storefronts to
browse their selection, all to no avail.
A part of me wants to give up on the recipe altogether, to throw in the towel and declare the universe
the winner in this sa distic game it’s been playing with me. I could hope that this recipe won’t be chosen,
or at the very least, that I can read enough about it online to get a good idea as to how to make it.
But another part—perhaps the stubborn or perhaps the hopeful part—won’t let me settle for that. What
if this recipe is chosen for the competition? What if the online recipes just don’t do it justice? I need to
be prepared, and this could be my last shot at turning things around.
I close the laptop with a sigh, my eyes drifting to a framed picture of me and Chloe on a past
mushroom hunting trip. It’s not truffles, but maybe, just maybe, I could find something close, something
that’ll at least help me practice the textures and flavors.
…
“Going somewhere?” The voice slices through my thoughts, and I turn around to see Karl standing at
the doorway, his eyes lingering on my hiking boots and backpack. It’s early in the morning, too early for
anyone but me to be here. And yet there’s Karl, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, as my grandmother used
to say.
“That’s none of your business,” I shoot back, my voice carrying a sharper edge than I intended. But
really, the last thing I need right now is more complications, more entanglement with him.
He steps into the room, the door falling shut behind him. “Abby, don’t be like this. I told you that I want
to help.”
help,” I interject,
been mushroom hunting since I was a
for a moment, his eyes penetrating, like he’s looking right through me.
around here,
I need to do something, okay? I need to practice and
shifts, his voice turning stern, his posture more rigid. “Then let
you.”
in
restrained Karl I’ve been dealing with lately. And in
way.
myself say. “You can
for a split second, I see something there, a glint of something like triumph
“Good,” he says, his voice softening. “I’ll get my
me alone in my office, staring at the empty space he just
did I just
…
beneath my boots, each step m ffled
earth.
the forest in surreal grays and
through a dream. Or maybe a nightmare, if
footsteps softly echoing my own. We
ground for any signs of
a cluster near a huge
to take a closer look.
leaves to reveal the reddish-brown caps. “Definitely
yes, they are edible.”
continue this way for a while, discovering various fungi sca ttered throughout
with vivid colors, others more muted but
as I identify them, and the tension that’s
slowly begins to lift.
we went mushroom hunting while we were still married?”
a prolonged silence. “You had to stop
of nostalgia sweeping over me. “You were
would have sauteed it right up and ended up
joins in the laughter, and for a brief moment, the forest becomes a sanctuary,
us, the cool morning air, and nothing else. But then guilt seeps in,
like this, not when I just lost my two
But then, something happens.
a distant shout cuts through the mist,
between the
me behind a large oak.
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