Deliberately relishing each bite of food – the colour, freshness, crunch and creaminess – Freya’s taste buds were alight. How good to savour food when there was no rush and it was clean and plentiful. As she worked her way through a Nordic style menu of yoghurt, cheese, fish and fruit, Freya talked in short bursts, briefly outlining Molly’s mission in Sudan for Mani’s benefit. She knew Molly would have glossed over it.
Mani raised his right hand in salute and touched Molly briefly on the shoulder. Freya could see he was impressed by her friend’s significant role in re-establishing a destroyed aid clinic, setting up a string of therapeutic feeding centres and leading a measles vaccination team; more so because she’d twice extended her mission in the face of repeated safety threats and withdrawals.
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