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Chapter Three
Chapter Three By the next night I’m really worried about Daddy, but I have to work. Lorenzo barks out dishes as the room service orders come in. Crab cakes and lobster rolls. Surf and turf. A lone order for pancakes and grits comes in around ten p.m., making me smile. That will be Avery, having forgotten to eat dinner at a regular hour, preferring some comfort food for a late-night snack. Mostly I chop vegetables in large quantities, refilling steel rectangular containers so the line cooks can raid them. I also put garnishes on the dishes with breakfast food and dessert, turning strawberries into stars and beets into accordions. I spend an extra minute to turn the end of a banana peel into a dolphin, its mouth holding a plump blueberry like a ball. Lorenzo raises a stern eyebrow at my c
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