It was a beautiful cake, one of the best that Gerda had ever made. When she took it out of the oven it was perfect. A celebration cake to mark the recent birth of a long awaited grandson, her birthday and retirement the week before. She had issued invitations to tea to dear friends of hers to meet the family's new arrival.
She would ice it in different colours and designs to denote the family's good news. However, all this would have to wait as the cake was too hot. She would cool it outside taking care that it was carefully protected.
Other things occupied her until time became pressing to ice her cake. Gerda opened the kitchen door to bring her cake in to find the top of her masterpiece full of tiny beak holes made with delight and enthusiasm by the beady- eyed and ever watchful feathered denizens of the trees in her garden.
They had shop cake for tea in a house filled with laughter as she related her story.
Comments
scratch | May 19, 2012 - 17:22
Nice simple story told well Jay.
jay2143 | May 20, 2012 - 11:56
Your kind comment was much appreciated!
Thank you, Jay
mrskatehowell | July 19, 2012 - 07:15
This is a great but simple story. keep it sweet, nice work Jay.
Look forward to reading more work,
Kate
jay2143 | July 19, 2012 - 16:48
Thank you, Kate, for your kind and encouraging comment. I hope to post a new story soon!
JessicaA | August 24, 2012 - 08:06
I liked this. A short and sweet tale. Keep it up!
By the way, when I saw, They had shop cake for tea... I was like, 'Uh. What? Cake for a drink?' It didn't make any sense to me, but then I was like, 'Ohh, right. That's what you say in England, ain't it? For, dinner?' Haha, silly me!
Great story. :)