She could hear people talking toward the back of the house, which must be the kitchen.
She headed that way. The kitchen opened out onto a patio with a large stone fireplace. To her left, a lamb was roasting on a slow turning wooden spit. Everything smelled great, or perhaps she was just hungry, probably the latter.
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