Tastes of Freedom

{Macy’s P.O.V.}

The bell above the glass door chimed brightly as we stepped inside the restaurant. A wave of warm, savory aromas washed over me. The heavy scent of seasoned batter and frying oil made my mouth water instantly. The space was bustling with loud chatter, the clatter of plastic trays, and the sizzle from the open kitchen. I shrank back just a little, intimidated by the crowd.

"Macy,