Our family has gotten so big and so busy, it’s hard to schedule get-togethers. Our latest one was set up at the last minute, namely, that very morning.
So I rushed home from church and baked a cake. It didn’t have time to cool, right? With me so far? The cake was hot, right? Wasn’t going to cool in time to ice it, right? I was going to put the icing on the hot cake. So I poked holes in it and put the icing on.
And Charlie carried it down to #1 Daughter’s, where the party was, and I collected Mom and followed. And one of the daughters pulled me aside and said, “Dad uncovered the cake and said, ‘Don’t ask me why there are holes in the cake. You’ll have to ask Marian.’ Hee hee.” All the women knew.
Do you know?
P.S. It was a box spice cake and I added raisins and walnuts. Sour cream frosting. Good.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What does your main character take to a last-minute event?
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