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Now to Creative Cakes # 53
As you may know, I have become enamored by the talent of Keith Channing. He has a weekly prompt named Creative Kue, which runs on Mondays. Here are the instructions from Keith for the prompt. “Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; and either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithkreates@channing.fr before 6pm on Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated.”
His advice. “Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your blog or website, next Monday.” Here are the photo and my interpretation.

July 14th by John W. Howell © 2015
“Hello there. Anyone here?”
“I don’t think there is anyone.”
“This is the right spot. I have the directions right here in my hand.”
“There are no people to serve us, though.”
“I can see that. Where do you suppose they went.”
“I don’t know, but I would say they are missing a real nice opportunity to sell some pies.”
“I know right? I dressed up in my Bastille Day soldier outfit just for the occasion.”
“Tell me. That outfit stinks by the way.”
“Aw come on. It’s festive.”
“Why choose a soldier outfit?”
“I didn’t want to be a peasant.”
“Well, that make sense. Not.”
“So do we just help ourselves to the pies?”
“I don’t know. That truck we passed looks like it delivered them. Of course the name is kind of funny.”
“What do you mean?”
“The lettering on the door says, Marcel Le Cordier.”
“So that means deliverer of pies right?”
“I wish you would learn to read. No, it doesn’t say that.”
“What does it say for heaven’s sake?”
“Le Cordier translates to The Tailpiece.”
“The tailpiece. What the hell does that mean?”
“I think it means we should avoid the pies.”














