A Pact To Keep, A Game To Win

My eyes were still fixated on Madge when Effie hurried to the boy's bowl, her spiked his clicking emphasized her annoyance- things always had to be right on time with her, and plucked out the first name she touched. None of the slow deliberation she had made drawing the girl. She quickly opened the slip of paper and called out into the microphone,

"Rory Hawthorne."
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