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, we begin to separate the

me from across the room, and I resist the urge

away. “From the bad.”

over to me, but I ignore them. I keep my smile plastered on

myself to ignore the ghost of

real reason why I’m here: to

tone, by contrast, is a comfort. “I expect the best from all of

smile sweeping the stage. “And most of all,

why we’re here today: to celebrate cuisine in all of

to their stand,

starts, the studio falling eerily silent. “We’re about

diving

tiramisu is

a knot of

gut.

mind racing through

make until the third

barely audible over the buzz of the

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