Decker hovered around, glancing from one pan to the next and clucked his tongue. “What?” Monroe asked. “Something is missing,” Decker said. “Trying to put my finger on it.” “Let me guess,” Monroe said. “Meat?” “Got it in one!” Decker exclaimed. “Don’t knock the veggie steak until you’ve tried it,” Monroe said. “This could open a whole new world for you—a meat-free existence along with the inner peace we talked about.” “Not sure I want to face a new world sober, brother,” Decker said. “Got any beer?” “Some microbrews,” Monroe said. “Check the top shelf. I should have a few bottles from Hair of the Dog.” “Made with real dog?” Decker said, standing with the refrigerator door open. “Yes, I might go there.” “It’s beer,” Monroe said as he monitored the sizzling veggie steaks. “No actual dogs were involved in the brewing or bottling process.” He tried to work out a kink in his neck. Despite meditating—briefly—he found it impossible to relax around Decker.
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