Chapter 9

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How did I not think about this when Hank mentioned the cooking school? I grab vinegar, oil, and all the spices and herbs I’ll need. When I return, Hank is chopping the lettuce. “Tell me about this salad dressing that will secure our victory.” I glance around and pretend as though someone might be able to hear us and steal my recipe. “About two years ago, I went on this diet, and all the low-calorie salad dressings were awful. So I did some research and started making my own. The diet wore off, as they always do.” “They always do,” Hank says with a chuckle. “But I continued to use them because at least they cut calories still and they tasted really good.” He places the lettuce into a bowl. “I can’t wait to taste it.” With that declaration, nerves consume me. Jeff liked my salad dressi

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