The Jewel of Gilboa

”Let me think…” Michelle tilted her head, slowly finishing her spoon of cookie dough. ”I have a business lunch from ten to one, but after that I’m free.”

She leaned forward and dug out another spoonful. “We can get a nice dinner after we shop for a few hours. It’ll be the perfect therapy.”

It really did sound perfect. And like just what they needed. "Can we go to that Greek place? I have been craving baklava like you would not believe. And theirs is just..."

Perfection was what it was.

"Oh. And don't let me forget I want new boots."

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thesecondaryprince

"… So if it’s free-range, that means it’s alive. Which means you’re committing murder." What was that about logic?"

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"Only in the way that eating meat is. Are you going to go vegetarian on me now?"

Michelle sighed, taking a large bit of cookie dough.

"It was a long, hard fight… But in the end Thomasina called it. She was KIA." She pouted for a moment, then took another bite of the cookie dough.

"I would love to accept your offer. When should we schedule out first appointment?"

"Poor shirt. It's service to the fashion of this country will not be forgotten." She nodded.

"Hmm..." She thought about it for a second, going for the bowl again. "Pretty sure my schedule is clear Saturday morning. Actually, most of the day Saturday is clear. If that works for you...?"

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thesecondaryprince

"There’s no such thing as ‘free-range cookie dough’."

"Sure there is. It's cookie dough that wanders about the fridge with no name on it." Nathan, pls. Her logic is impeccable. Your logic, however. Your logic is troll logic.

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"Traitors, both of you."

#thesecondaryprince #nathan pls

"What? It's not like it had your name on it. It was just sitting there. Free range cookie dough. Waiting to be eaten. Practically begging for it, actually."

Michelle saw the bowl of dough as Sarah pulled it out of the fridge and smiled.

"Your brother spilled paint all over my favourite shirt." She held up two spoons, walked over and kissed her niece on the cheek. "How about we take our sweet revenge?"

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If you've ever wondered why you are her favorite, Michelle. The answer is stuff like this. Right here.

With a grin and a nod, she accepted one of the spoons. "Is the shirt going to make it? Does this call for emergency retail therapy? Because if it does, I totally volunteer to be your moral support in this very difficult time."

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"There’s a back door few hallways away."

"You are my saviour. Seriously."

"Depends why you need to know."

"There's...uh...some people I'd rather avoid right now."

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"Hello."

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"Hey!" Smiling, she set the bowl of cookie dough on the counter. Oh yes. She found the cookie dough chilling in the fridge and it is all hers. Don't tell Nathan. It even has the chocolate chips picked out.

Well, more it was made without them. Cause Nate preferred it that way.

"Nice to meet you."

"You too. You wouldn't happen to know a...back way out of here, would you?" For she probably only had about 15 minutes before her security team caught up with her.

He smiled. “‘M Jonah.”

"Sarah." She didn't add her last name. She didn't think she had to. And, really, what normal person would introduce themselves as 'Crown Princess Sarah Rose Benjamin'.