I grabbed a cassava fritter and held it between my teeth before reaching for the dagger in Yvonne’s hand. It took me a moment to carve a hole into one of the coconuts they had gathered. Once that was done, I offered it to Yvonne and grabbed another, making quick work of the task. I turned, wanting to hand it over to Euphie or Elsa, but to my surprise, both women were already enjoying coconuts that they had cracked open on their own.
“You can drink that yourself, Forrest,” she said, flipping her hair, all arrogance.
“Okay,” I said, not being able to stop myself from smiling. I downed the coconut in a few large gulps. Perhaps I had overdone it yesterday because I was hungry enough to devour three whole cassava fritters by myself. Once my hunger had been satiated, I combed through the area
