28: The Calm Before

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Polly “I was locked out of all conversations and then I didn’t even get to judge because you forfeited!” Uncle Goose says without looking up from his tablet. “I know and we came to apologize.” I plead trying not to dissolve in laughter. He’s so petty, but I can also tell he’s dying to give us his judging answer had he gotten the chance. “With presents and an offer.” Kevin’s voice is filled with amusement. Uncle Goose points at him. “I’m putting you in the circle of mistrust. Now where is my tribute?” "Here." I set the box on his desk. He has a very serious weakness for a fancy coffee from Italy that you can only buy in person. One of the models for the gala was there and I asked her to bring me back a box of it. She had brought two, giving me a backup for if we need to appease petty

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