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14
Jan

I love being the deliciousee.

I love being the deliciousee.
So you wouldn’t believe what just happened to me.
One of the girls who lives upstairs in my house comes downstairs around 9 PM and knocks. I’m like, “Hello?”
She says, “Oh, I didn’t think anyone was home. I brought you guys a cake. We wanted to say thank you for letting us borrow part of your freezer.”
I nod and smile. I have no idea what she’s talking about.
“So feel free to eat some; take some to school; do whatever you want with it,” she says.
I nod and grin.
She leaves. I look in our freezer. The girls have put something in our freezer taking up about a third of the space. A note on it says, “Belongs to us girls – Don’t throw out!”
There’s a note on the cake, too. It says, “Thanks for letting us use part of your freezer. Ours is getting fixed tomorrow!”
So I cut a huge slice of the cake, grab some of my ice cream, and I’m in bliss for the next fifteen minutes.
I love a happy ending.
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