I try to occasionally stretch at least one of my writing prompts a bit…

Here goes:

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“Really, a cronut?”

“Why not? It’s a delicacy. And it’s just a warmup. I’ve pre-ordered for us.”

“I don’t like the sound of that.”

“When you see the spread of desserts blanketing the table in back, you’ll change your tune.”

“What is with you and sugar?”

“It’s not just sugar. It’s butter, it’s flour, it’s comfort.”

“And it’s decadence.”

“Well, yeah, there’s that.”

We eased our way through the maze of customers and leaned with our shoulders to open the double doors.

There stood four guys in chef hats, lined up like sentries, arms crossed.

“Are you sure you won’t change your mind?”


TMH

Writer. Former teacher. Baker. Spoiler of dogs.

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