Chapter 7

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7 GOLDIE What the hell? I stared at the booth where our breakfast provider was supposed to be. Supposed to be being the problem. I checked my phone, then opened my email. Where the hell were they? Crowds were forming, and instead of having three options for food, there were two. Cove Bakery was amazing and had agreed to extra signage to encourage diners to wander through town a little farther. Cracked was right next to the park and prepared to participate. But the booth we had brought in for our visiting chef was empty. I tapped my screen to call the contact I had for them. Patrick arranged everything and didn’t mention there was an issue, but something obviously went wrong. “The person you have called is not available. Please leave your message at the tone,” the automated recording s

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