A platter-full of Sin

The chain of eateries she saw everyday with their inviting big yellow door and QD pasted on them never failed to excite and tempt her.

She, a girl humbled by the means of pocket and measures of house was an escapee who took refuge in shiny bright cafes and their delicious platters.

Mother would be furious, she always thought ...

But her legs and nose always worked in sync and she would find herself committing the sin.

Sin of eating, gobbling up, a binger by nature and a connoisseur by choice; she sat and ate devouring the delectable recipes of the eateries to her heart's fill.