Mistake, Chocolate, Whale
The small bell over the front door jingled merrily. People had come and gone all morning, ordering cakes with everything from crowns to whales to Barbie dolls on them.
“Hello, welcome to Baking Babes, how are you today?” The owner, Candy Owens, greeted the newcomers with a smile. Father and daughter, Candy thought. They favored one another.
“We would like to order a cake,” said the gentleman. Read the rest of this entry
Bright, Linger, Suave.
She turned a year older today. Older. She stands sideways to the mirror, half in and half out of the frame, and looks back, seeing herself at twenty. She turns and looks at herself full-on, always critiquing. Too many wrinkles. Too much grey. Too much padding here, there. She will stuff herself into a shiny dress and entertain a bunch of drunk people and then exhausted, she’ll hit the bed when she falls if she times it right tonight. Get up and start again tomorrow. A year older. But tonight, the party. Oh well, it’s better than lying in bed watching yourself wrinkle. Read the rest of this entry