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

round was child’s play,” he says. “Now, we begin to separate

eyes skewer me from across the room, and I resist the urge to

away. “From the bad.”

eyes flit over to me, but I ignore them. I keep my

ignore the ghost of Logan

reason why I’m

a comfort. “I expect

smile sweeping the stage.

celebrate cuisine

to their stand,

falling eerily silent.

we’re diving into

pistachio tiramisu is your

a knot

gut.

repeat softly, my mind racing through the preparations that I

to make until

his whisper barely audible over the buzz

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