Apologies for the goof

Apologies for the goof

Yep. You are right. I was scheduling my chapters for the week and posted one by accident. In my defense, I have only done this a few hundred times over the course of almost two years. Eventually I will get the hang of it. Fingers crossed. Which might explain my typing speed and accuracy. Not... easy to do, with your fingers crossed. L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.

Anyhow, sorry for the confusion and I hope you all have a wonderful New Year's Eve, and an even better year to come.

Warby

And now, to fufuil my mandatory word count, enjoy the following Chat GPT creation:

Shall I compare thee to a spud so fair?

Thou art more starchy and more robust:

But thy starchy heart shall not fade away,

Nor lose possession of that potato taste;

Nor shall microwave ovens make thee pay,

Nor hungry pests thy tuberous form waste.

So long as chefs can cook and eyes can see,

This potato love shall live and thrive with glee.