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Chapter 9

Author: Perfect Timing
On the seventh day, Mom and Dad had their final test.

The rules were strict. They had to make dinner all by themselves, and Ms. Latimer wasn't allowed to help.

There were three extra rules. They weren't allowed to give anything a fancy name or make up weird "healthy" combinations. And if something went wrong, they couldn't pretend they'd meant to do it that way.

I sat at the table as the final judge with three signs in front of me labeled "Tasty," "Edible," and "Please Spare Me."

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    On the seventh day, Mom and Dad had their final test.The rules were strict. They had to make dinner all by themselves, and Ms. Latimer wasn't allowed to help.There were three extra rules. They weren't allowed to give anything a fancy name or make up weird "healthy" combinations. And if something went wrong, they couldn't pretend they'd meant to do it that way.I sat at the table as the final judge with three signs in front of me labeled "Tasty," "Edible," and "Please Spare Me."The viewers immediately started taking bets on which one I'd hold up. "Please Spare Me" was the favorite because almost everyone was betting on it.Dad made chicken soup with carrots.This time, he did everything exactly the way he'd been taught. He carefully skimmed the foam off the top and seasoned the soup with nothing but salt and two sprigs of thyme.He didn't use the words "creative," "good stuff," or "power" even once.Mom made scrambled eggs with bell peppers.Just like Ms. Latimer had taught

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