Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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Karl

The sizzle of sauteing farro mafaldine fills the air as Abby and I maneuver

around our station like we’ve done this a million times before. I can sense a

newfound glimmer in Abby’s eyes, a hint of something confident and downright

mesmerizing.

“Ken,” Abby’s voice cuts sharply through the noise, using the pseudonym that I

chose earlier today like it’s second nature to her despite the pressure, “start on

the mushrooms. I’ll handle the mafaldine and get the sauce going.”

“On it,” I reply, grabbing a skillet. I drizzle the olive oil into the pan just as I’ve

watched Anton and John do all along, having taken their motions and saved

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them in a little recess in the back of my mind, like a sponge soaking up

knowledge.

her hands working with a practiced rhythm

pasta dough and begins feeding

quick, conspiratorial glance that

so long as we don’t have another

are golden, Ken,”

perfect.”

the flame.

across our station. “‘Chef,’”

me that.”

over the mafaldine, her

soon,” she says. “Can you grab

the mushrooms demand

nicely, the nutty aroma mixing

scent of the saffron.

turn down the heat and take

towel that’s slung over my shoulder.

the pantry, I can’t help but feel the prickling sensation

the cusp of victory. Abby is bound to win this, I’m sure

of a bust, but lady luck is on our

to the pantry swings open, and

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