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    Chances – (Chapter: A New Day)

    Story written on January 16, 2009 by little_tiny23.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lf.beardesk.com/?p=20006
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    Ashley Davies and her mother have a few secrets causing them to move from town to town. Have they finally found a place to stay?

    "This one’s the biggest." She looks into my eyes and I frown.

    "That ones not from a knife. Well it is but, not an accident." She looks at me shocked and I realize how that sounded. "No, I didn’t do it." I correct quickly and nervously chuckle. "How about breakfast?" I change the subject seeing Spencer calm a bit.

    "Okay, Ashley you cut tomatoes, Spencer you can cut green onions, and I’ll start the eggs."

    "I can’t cook." Spencer replies. I look at her in shock.

    "No one taught you how to cook?" She shakes her head.

    "My dad does all the cooking, I never felt the need to learn. It always seemed so complicated with the spices and the measuring stuff." I smiled widely.

    "I’ll teach you." Spencer looks at me bewildered.

    "What? No, Ashley I burn water." I chuckle.

    "Spence I have burnt water before. Lot’s of people do it."

    "You’re lying."

    "Have I ever lied to you?" She shakes her head. "Then why would I start now? Everyone messes up one time or another." She shrugs and I take a deep breath. "Spence, I love to cook. It’s my passion. On Kyla’s 13th birthday she asked me to bake her a cake, I told her I would and started making her favorite kind." I stop to smile at the memory.

    "What kind?" Spencer asks smiling also.

    "Strawberry cake with vanilla icing never frosting." My mom and I quote Kyla’s exact words. We smile at each other.

    "That’s my favorite kind too." Spencer states. "I wish I could have met your sister."

    "She would have loved you Spencer." I nod in agreement.

    "Anyway, I get to work. Dicing the fresh strawberries, mixing the ingredients and every thing. It was all perfect until that dreaded buzzer went off. I happily skipped to the oven, opened it up, and…" I pause for dramatic effect as I see Spencer intensely into the story.

    "And what?" She says impatiently.

    "…I break down into tears. There in the oven is a wonderful smelling cake half an inch raised sizzling in the pan. A bakers worst nightmare to have a cake that didn’t raise."

    "Why didn’t it raise?"

    "Turns out Ashley forgot to add the eggs. She was so heart broken I went out and bought all the supplies for another cake and this time eggs were the first in the mix." They both start to laugh at my frown.

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