It had all the showcases for fancy home kitchens. They were just empty shells and none of them were as nice as the one we left back on the fourth floor of building three. We dug into our supplies and Chef decided to have “The Perfect Cup of Tea” challenge. Chef and Short argued back and forth about whether hot tea or sweet, iced tea was better. Doc got tired of it and went outside to sleep in the truck that night. That was fine with me as long as Chef had the keys. I started to wonder what we would do, if something happened to Chef and he had the keys. We were going to find out eventually. Since there was no refrigeration, Chef won out on the hot tea argument. He also made a better cup of tea than Short Order. Short Order went out and stood by the truck smoking while he talked to Doc. Chef sharpened his razor and shaved in long, slow strokes. Short snuffed out the cigarette and came back in about the time Chef was finished, but Doc stayed in the truck. I slept well that night. The next day we reached the outer edge of another town.
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