Mabel made the best pies. When her sister took ill, she needed to go to her, reminding Harold he’d have to bake for the fund raiser at church. Harold, half listening, nodded, wishing her a safe trip.

It was hours later he realized, he’d have to bake on his own. Gathering ingredients, he mixed and kneaded, baked, and checked, finally taking out the pie. It looked pitiful.

Trying to put one over on the parishioners, he purchased one from the next town. His attempt at trickery failed.

Lesson learned: Never try to fool they, in whose house you also pray.

June Writing Prompt – Except without her, he couldn’t make a decent pie – Day 25/30

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