(Hello Writer Bugs! Since life is a bit busy at the moment and with Autumn/Halloween vibes in full swing, I’m reposting this short story. Enjoy!)
“Hey Jude. Don’t make it bad.”
A baker sings a Beatles song while sifting flour into a mixing bowl. Amber hair tied into a low ponytail. Freckles and flour smeared across her cheeks. She works on a shiny metal counter, disinfected daily, per the Health Inspector’s orders. Halloween banners hang in the window. It’s sunny today.
Add sugar. Add baking soda. Time for seasoning. Ground nutmeg. Ground cinnamon. Ground finger bone. Freshly sourced, of course. She whisks until her elbow goes sore.
“Take a sad song and make it better.”
Wet ingredients next. Crack an egg. Make that two eggs. A splash of milk. Cold butter. A spoonful of blood, for color. Who needs red food coloring anyway? Mix again.
“Remember to let him in to your heart. And you can start to make it better.”
Her hand finds a rolling pin. Roll out dough. Flatten like roadkill. Cut into cute pumpkin shapes. Line the sheet. Bake at 350 degree for thirteen minutes. Lips curl into a smile. Wait thirteen minutes. Take out of the oven, let chill. Finish with a final dusting of cinnamon and powdered sugar. Perfect.
“Hey Hazel!” A voice bellows from the front of the shop. “How much longer on those cookies?”
She does not answer him, only keeps singing as she piles the cookies on a plate. Ready to serve.
“Hey Jude…. Don’t be afraid.”
Stay safe and keep writing!
– Lady Jabberwocky
Lyrics from ‘Hey Jude’ by the Beatles
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