Letting Life Lead
Nikki stared dumbstruck at the forty-somethings laughing, munching, and oozing on furniture. “Honey!” Her mother gave her a sloppy kiss, “You missed the best chocolate cake ever!”
A melted birthday candle and crumbs were all that remained of Nikki’s special powder mix.
...in which I share all the writing. And you will love it, dammit.
Try. Try again.
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