The Anniversary Cake_The Masked Bandit_Where Winter and Heaven Meet_Perfect Cubes
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The Anniversary Cake
The hostess of an anniversary party for her grandparents leaves the following message at a bakery, “You’re not going to believe this. I am a customer and picked up a cake earlier today for an anniversary party. My dog took a bite out of it and I am calling to see if anything can be done to help fix it. If you get this message, please call me.”It is after hours and the bakery has closed for the evening. The hostess makes a call to another bakery that is open until 9 pm. “Hi, I am not sure if you can help me. I ordered a custom-made cake for an anniversary party from another bakery that is now c...
The Masked Bandit
A man can only mourn so much.The sheriff had given me the week off after my partner’s funeral, but I reported back for duty three days later. Crime doesn’t rest; neither should I.My partner Ken and I had been chasing the masked bandit for many months. Last week, we almost had him. I could have sworn we hit him with at least one of our bullets, but the villain shot back. It was my partner who bit the dust. “I’ve found you a new partner,” the sheriff says when I show up at the office, “He’s from out of town. I’ll introduce him to you, but let me warn you: whatever you say, don’t mention the LEGO...
Where Winter and Heaven Meet
Where Winter and Heaven Meet I awoke from a dream, or so it seemed. It had been so cold and the fire had died, and then the cold became an icy quilt swaddling me as if a newborn. Now, the chill and cold wind had dissipated. I was no longer feeling stiff and frozen. It made no sense. The fire was out, the wind still howled, the snow had piled higher, and still I felt warmed and comfortable. I threw off the tattered cloth I had wrapped myself in and moved closer to the window. As I placed my hands of the worn sill, I could feel the movement of air through the gaps where the window and frame had...
Perfect Cubes
“Where's Mom?”“Hi, kiddo.”“You never call me kiddo. Where is she?”“Hi, Jake!”“Where’s Mom?”“I wanted to pick you up today.”“Why are we walking?”“Is your backpack too heavy? Do you want me to hold it? Are Dads still holding backpacks these days?”“Dad, where did you park?”“I didn’t park anywhere. We’re taking the Blue Line.”“Why?”“Because bus conversations are the best.”“It will take an hour to get home! Blue Line!? What the freak?”“I used to walk three miles to elementary, in all kinds of weather.”“Yes, you told me a thousand times. And your shoes were broken...”“My shoes were broken, and my fe...