“I’ll have to sweet talk my boss into giving me the morning off.” “Isn’t Uncle Asher your boss?” Chloe giggles. I nod. “He’s a very hard man to persuade.” “I think you can do it,” she says. “Especially if you do the thing.” The thing. The secret to make him laugh. “What thing?” Asher asks. “I’m sworn to secrecy,” I tell him. His eyes shift between the both of us. “You two are trouble.” To prove his point, Chloe reaches over and grabs the pirouette out of his mug of hot chocolate.
