"But am I old enough to buy a raffle ticket? It doesn't matter, really. I just show up with the money and say I won it. Get her to go on vacation with your uncle, if he can say he has a job to do in Maine and she can carry the camera bag or something." Her brain ticked everything into place while her appetite returned. With a plan in the works she was getting hungry again.
She pulled the plate back and reached for the butter and syrup. "There's only one problem left."
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