Lizzy held her hand out. “Knife, Daddy.” “Nope.” He went to one of the drawers and pulled out a cake server, placing the handle in his daughter’s pudgy hand. “This will do to cut a cake.” Lizzy stared at the cake cutter and back at her father. “You don’t think I could use this as a weapon?” Ric went pale and Crush’s mouth dropped open, but Malone’s hand flew to her mouth, trying to stifle the laughter and failing.
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