Ghost Under the Golden Moon by Sky Taylor - Page 13

"I'm a cheese fanatic," Nick confided. "We've got a good five pounds in the back of the truck. Havarti, edam, mozzarella, farmer's cheese, feta, Colby, cheddar-"

"Feta - isn't that the one that smells like stinky feet?" Fayne managed as she scooted off of Nick so they could exit the truck. "I don't like stinky things."

He laughed at her comment, then elaborated - deciding that talking to her appeared to be keeping her mind off her imaginative ghost, "Feta is great on salads, and I don't think it makes a good stand-alone choice, so we'll be leaving the feta alone tonight. There's also a wide assortment of crackers and breads, too. Some grapes and wine as well."

"Wine? I-I've never touched the stuff," Fayne stuttered. "Aaron wouldn't tolerate such. He's a clergy."

And a quite successful one, Nick decided as he eyed the shadow of the mangled Italian sports car through the distance.

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