The Diva Sweetens the Pie by Krista Davis

Author:Krista Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2019-02-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Dear Natasha,

My father insists that his mom only baked her pies in foil pans or metal tins and that her pies always had crisp crusts. Do you think that’s true?

Doubtful Daughter in Lemon, Kentucky

Dear Doubtful Daughter,

It stands to reason that metal would convey heat better. However, the appearance of metal pie tins is ghastly. If you bake in metal, please pop the pie into a pretty pan if you want to show it off at the table.

Natasha

It was Willa who declared, “Both of you made amazing creations today, but the winner is the baker who made a traditional pie, in the current sense of the word as we know pie today, Mr. Tommy Earl Felts.”

The announcer wrapped up the show, and Wong ran up to Tommy Earl and plunked a big kiss on him.

I hurried toward Nina. “You were wonderful!”

“Whew! It’s stressful to be on camera.”

“You were great. You stole the show.”

“Thanks. I’ve been practicing for this my whole life. I eat every day.”

Roger reached over and shook Nina’s hand. “I thought you might be the comic relief, but you were dead-on about Natasha’s cream filling.”

Their conversation continued, but I had turned my attention to Natasha. Luckily, a few of her fans had been in the audience. They gushed over her and were telling her how clever she had been to bake something so unexpected.

“Do you think she’s going to need a ride home?” asked Nina. “The limo might not be big enough to hold Peter and Natasha anymore.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of. I wonder if her little stunt was a violation of her contract with Peter.” I nudged her. “Look over there.”

Peter appeared to be in a deep discussion with Tommy Earl.

“Wow,” whispered Nina. “That isn’t just the coach of the losing team congratulating the other side. What do you bet Peter’s in search of a new star?”

Poor Natasha. As her fans left, her expression changed to disappointment.

“C’mon, Nina.” I walked over to Natasha and gave her a hug. “You did great. I would never have been so composed under the circumstances.”

“It’s a pie, Sophie.” Natasha’s lips pulled tight. “Thanks a lot, Nina,” she uttered sarcastically.

“Sorry. Them’s the breaks. There are people of the pie and there’s the clan of the cake. They know the difference and so do you. You knew what you were doing.”

“I should have anticipated that you would side with Tommy Earl. Next time I want judges who don’t know me.”

“That’s a good idea,” I said. She would always fare better with people who didn’t know her. “But Nina was doing everyone a favor by filling in.”

“And I did not put too much cornstarch in my cream. How dare you even suggest that? You don’t even bake. You know nothing about this.”

Uh-oh. Now we knew who would be taking the brunt of Natasha’s loss. “That’s not fair, Natasha.”

She flipped her hair with her right hand and turned her head away from us.

“Do you need a ride home?” I asked.

“Not if she’s going to be in the car.

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