The glow of the lantern through the
window cries hospitality to my weary soul. As I reach the door and push it open
my nostrils are greeted with the scent of toasted peaches and sugar. A meal is
spread on the table along with a plate holding a warm peach upside down cake. Under
the edge of the plate is a slip of paper. I retrieve the paper and read what is
written in the small fine script of Maryette.
“Charles, Happy Birthday! This cake
is my gift to you,“ Maryette
The story is told in the voice of four individuals. Maryette, Charles, Anna, and Charles Jr. This piece is from Charles perspective.
This sounds like it has been a fun book to write. I look forward to sing how it turns out.
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