August 2020

Flash Fiction #19 – Apple Pie

Sara reread the text once,  twice,  then three times:  something came up, can’t make it.  She looked at the apple pie  steaming in the oven.  The smell wafting through the kitchen  no longer smelled so sweet;  there’d be no date. Hours of scouring the attic  for Grandma’s dusty recipe.  Made with apples Sara handpicked.  Weeks …

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