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Submitted to Contest #305
“I think the eggs are burning,” Michael mutters from across the table.I glance at the stove. He’s right, unfortunately. Thick black tendrils of smoke have begun to rise from the pan in the kitchen.“Ah, shoot. Honey!” I call over my shoulder. “The eggs!”Leaning in, grinning like a Cheshire, Michael chuckles, “Bet she’s going to oversalt them again. Remember when Mom used to do that all the time?” He rolls his eyes. “Man, I’d rather drink seawater.”“Shut up,” I hiss under my breath, just loud enough for him to hear.“What?” Alice turns, spatula...
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