FABLE
" Mr. an' Mrs. Shields, I assure yer, our old Fee here is an infamous joker. Seriously, he's just pullin' yer leg. We're nothin’ like that. None of us."
Lyall's attempt to lighten the atmosphere goes down like a lead balloon.
"Excuse me?" Alastaire asks Felix, glaring at him across the table. "If you've got something to say to me, say it."
"CUPCAKES!" My mom shrieks, jumping out of her seat. She hurries over to the strawberry cupcakes on the kitchen counter, babbling some nonsense about how she found the recipe on Buzzfood with her iPad, because she's "hip like that".
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