It all started with Chocolate Fondue, at dinner last night Issac asked George when will we have Chocolate Fondue. George sort of rolled his eyes. "But Dad, we haven't had it in ages, when do I get to choose?" George paused, that sounds like the beginning of a book "Once every age a boy is chosen..." I chimed in with "to keep the golden goat fleece..." And Jakob said "of Aclborn. It's usually not a difficult task for the fleece is handed from keeper to keeper." And off we went.
So here you go... The first installment of our dinner table story, written by each of us in a round. Where will it go? We're not entirely certain. But it sure makes for good dinner table conversation....
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