Cake and Punishment by Maymee Bell

Author:Maymee Bell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crooked Lane Books

Chapter Fourteen

“That didn’t go so well.” I broke the silence after five minutes in the car. “For either of us. I guess you’re going to have to come up with the flower show menu on your own.” I sighed.

“I don’t think so. You agreed to it just as much as me.” She was good at reminding me what I’d agreed to.

“I’ll come up with some ideas and put them on paper so you can have them when the time comes.” It was my way of actually being present to bake the items. Surely Madison could bake a few simple things. “At any rate, I’m sorry she didn’t give you the listing tonight.”

“Well, I’m hoping it’ll turn around with my showing tonight. Can we get all the ingredients from the Piggly Wiggly?” she asked, steering us back toward Rumford.

The poor pig snout and hat were the only two working bulbs on the sign for the only grocery store in town.

“Yes.” I pointed ahead. “You can pull up and I’ll run in.”

Madison pulled up in the no-parking zone in front of the store to let me out.

“I’ll be right back,” I called out over my shoulder as I jumped out.

The store was exactly the way I remembered it. The automatic front door slid open. The carts were pushed into each other on the right and the coin-operated horse and cow rides were on the left. It felt like yesterday that my dad had brought me here just to ride the toys. It’d become a weekly treat after my friends would talk about the fun they’d have if they’d been good while their mamas were grocery shopping. Bitsy never went to the grocery, and I’d begged her to go so I too could be good and get to ride the cow. Weeks of begging went by until my dad finally gave in. After that, we went every week. He’d enjoy a candy bar—which Bitsy would’ve thrown a hissy fit if she’d seen—while I enjoyed a few coin trips on the cow or the horse.

Aisle three was always the baking aisle. I’d spent many of my paychecks in that very aisle. I was happy to see it was still there. It looked like they’d added a wine section, which deserved a little perusal before I left. Madison and I definitely needed a little swig.

I gathered up all the ingredients to make chocolate chip cookies and a little red food dye and I was ready to go check out the wine selection. That was a big step forward in Rumford. It hadn’t been until I was well into my teens that Rumford had become a wet city. Most of the counties in Kentucky were still dry. It’d really boosted the economy. My dad had been the lawyer on the side of the people who’d wanted it wet, and he’d gotten it done.

“Lawyer.” I let out a little gasp and took out my phone. I wanted to find out what Evelyn had told my dad. “I need to talk to my dad,” I whispered to myself.

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