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“Fine,” Raylene said, her voice flat as she concentrated on cutting the ribbon without fraying it

“Just fine?” Jolene asked “I ht?”

Raylene shrugged “Sure”

“Well, you seen one, you seen ‘eelene asked slyly

“Angelene,” Mirowled (Yes, literally)

“I just started as a cake decorator at the Sweet Tooth,” Raylene explained “I specialize in adult cakes”

“Like Black Forest?” I asked “That always seerown-up to me”

I really missed Black Forest cake, or any kind of cake I missed chocolate Bah! I still can’t believe the last food I ate was potato skins

“No, Raylene makes cakes that look like”—Aunt Ta behind the lace curtains—”sex parts”

Raylene sighed “I make penis cakes”

Well, at least I knee were serving at the bachelorette party

“How does one get into the penis-cake field?” I asked “Where do you buy the cake pans for that?”

Raylene stared ather or honestly interested Sensing a lull in the conversation, Aunt Lola—Raylene’s own ed the subject back to Jolene

“We’re all just so excited about Jolene’s wedding” Lola sighed “We’ve all waited for this, for just years now And Zeb’s such an … he’s a sweet boy Tell us again how he popped the question?”

Arlene muttered, “‘Cause we haven’t heard this story in almost an hour now”