They then lit a fire under the belly and let the heat build-up inside. It was said that the grim deed was done once steam came out through the snout.
If that was not disturbing enough, the distinctive scent of wood smoke lingered still in the air. A definitive sign that it’s been used recently.
“I hope that’s not what I think it is?” Julia asked.
“I’m afraid it is,” Clara answered, before clenching her jaw.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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