Just Desserts: a Dinner to Die for
Amidst the quiet scraping of many forks and knives on fine china, Terrence Wright glanced down the rim of his half-drained wine glass from his vantage at the head of the dinner table. The torrential rain lashing at the glass of the dining room windows was an unexpected feature to this experience, but his guests seemed contented nonetheless. He smiled as he watched his five dinner companions as they finished the penultimate course of an expertly curated five course meal, himself looking away only briefly to savor his own morsels. Terrence was a food critic of some renown and owner of this well-appointed country house. This was one of many private feasts he held for close friends and notable colleagues on special occasions. A sumptuously decorated chocolate and almond cake sat in the center within a glass cloche. Terrence thought that this might prove a tantalizing lead to the end of the experience he had worked so hard to create.
