“Phoebe?”
“Uncle Blake, are you sure what I just ate was blue cheese?”
“Yes...”
“Impossible!” Phoebe furrowed her brows and returned to her seat.
She picked up the spoon once more and took another bite of blue cheese, slowly tasting it. She was eating it with her eyes open this time, staring at the bowl of cheese to make sure she was eating the cheese and not something else.
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