Abby

The director holds up three fingers, his mouth moving silently as he counts

down to live. Three… two… one.

“And… we’re back!” The announcer’s voice booms across the studio, and the

audience erupts into cheers and applause as an assistant holds up cue cards

out of the camera’s view. “What a whirlwind first round, folks! Let’s give a round

of applause to our winners so far: Abby, Bryan, and Daniel!”

The announcer’s voice then turns our attention toward the contestant who lost

last round. “It was a tough loss for Frederick, but that’s the nature of the game!”

he says.

Enter title…

The judges then come into the spotlight, and Logan’s words slice through the

the stage

first round was child’s play,” he says. “Now,

the room, and I resist

away. “From the bad.”

I ignore them. I keep my smile plastered on

to ignore the ghost of Logan

focus on the real reason why

is a comfort. “I expect the best from

the stage. “And most

today: to celebrate

to their stand,

falling eerily silent.

diving into desserts this round!

tiramisu is

ripples through the crowd, and a knot of anxiety

gut.

I repeat softly, my mind racing through the preparations that I

to make until the third

barely audible over the buzz of the

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