"I was going to test the pies on my next break." Zoe's secret weakness was for pie. Any kind of pie. Put baked pastry with a filling in front of her and she would throw something at anybody who tried to take it away. "Pumpkin. You like pumpkin?"
A tiny voice from the other side of the serving table piped up. "I like it!"
She turned a smile on the kid. "You'll get a piece, I promise. After you eat your vegetables."
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