Heather

Clearly happy with the level of coolness, she proceeded to expertly flip the lobes, depositing two golden pound cakes onto the rack. This was the part that always made Davy feel like his grandma was doing a high wire act at the circus. The breathless moment when the cakes were unmolded always turned out perfectly, not a crack. Grandma Hattie was truly a magician.

Now Davy, she said, once again peering over her glasses at him. One of these loaves is going to my neighbor, along with the soup, but the other one is for us. Davy clasped his hands together with glee. But before he could speak, she held up a commanding finger. Don't let this ruin your dinner, she said with a conspiratorial look. Davey nodded vigorously.

Now Davy, she said, once again peering over her glasses at him. One of these loaves is going to my neighbor, along with the soup, but the other one is for us. Davy clasped his hands together with glee. But before he could speak, she held up a commanding finger. Don't let this ruin your dinner, she said with a conspiratorial look. Davey nodded vigorously.

Now Davy, she said, once again peering over her glasses at him. One of these loaves is going to my neighbor, along with the soup, but the other one is for us. Davy clasped his hands together with glee. But before he could speak, she held up a commanding finger. Don't let this ruin your dinner, she said with a conspiratorial look. Davey nodded vigorously.

He wanted to keep being able to eat cake when he was at Grandma's house. He'd make sure to clean his plate at dinner for his mother that evening. A few minutes later, Grandma carefully cut a thick slice off the loaf and slid it across the table to Davy on a plate. He went to the cutlery drawer and got himself a fork. Then he settled himself into a chair and prepared to enjoy his heavenly treat.

He wanted to keep being able to eat cake when he was at Grandma's house. He'd make sure to clean his plate at dinner for his mother that evening. A few minutes later, Grandma carefully cut a thick slice off the loaf and slid it across the table to Davy on a plate. He went to the cutlery drawer and got himself a fork. Then he settled himself into a chair and prepared to enjoy his heavenly treat.

He wanted to keep being able to eat cake when he was at Grandma's house. He'd make sure to clean his plate at dinner for his mother that evening. A few minutes later, Grandma carefully cut a thick slice off the loaf and slid it across the table to Davy on a plate. He went to the cutlery drawer and got himself a fork. Then he settled himself into a chair and prepared to enjoy his heavenly treat.

As he savored the vanilla and the sugar, he looked over his shoulder toward the open door again. The sun was much lower in the sky now. The whole world around Grandma's farmhouse had taken on a happy golden glow that made the late afternoon breezes seem warmer than they actually were. Outside, Davey could see Buster. He was walking across the yard as if he had someplace to go

As he savored the vanilla and the sugar, he looked over his shoulder toward the open door again. The sun was much lower in the sky now. The whole world around Grandma's farmhouse had taken on a happy golden glow that made the late afternoon breezes seem warmer than they actually were. Outside, Davey could see Buster. He was walking across the yard as if he had someplace to go

As he savored the vanilla and the sugar, he looked over his shoulder toward the open door again. The sun was much lower in the sky now. The whole world around Grandma's farmhouse had taken on a happy golden glow that made the late afternoon breezes seem warmer than they actually were. Outside, Davey could see Buster. He was walking across the yard as if he had someplace to go

And then he vanished into the miniature jungle of the vegetable garden. Davey giggled quietly to himself. Bad buster. He always had important cat business to attend to. Davey's slice of cake was gone before he knew it. Grandma turned from where she was gently stirring the soup at the stove and smiled indulgently at him. Don't worry, she said warmly. I'll send some more pound cake home with you.

And then he vanished into the miniature jungle of the vegetable garden. Davey giggled quietly to himself. Bad buster. He always had important cat business to attend to. Davey's slice of cake was gone before he knew it. Grandma turned from where she was gently stirring the soup at the stove and smiled indulgently at him. Don't worry, she said warmly. I'll send some more pound cake home with you.

And then he vanished into the miniature jungle of the vegetable garden. Davey giggled quietly to himself. Bad buster. He always had important cat business to attend to. Davey's slice of cake was gone before he knew it. Grandma turned from where she was gently stirring the soup at the stove and smiled indulgently at him. Don't worry, she said warmly. I'll send some more pound cake home with you.

This made him very happy. Perhaps Ma would love after dinner later that's what grandma would probably call a boondoggle he took his plate to the sink and stood on the stool where he carefully washed it then he reached up high and managed to get it into the plate rack where it stood drying with the others

This made him very happy. Perhaps Ma would love after dinner later that's what grandma would probably call a boondoggle he took his plate to the sink and stood on the stool where he carefully washed it then he reached up high and managed to get it into the plate rack where it stood drying with the others

This made him very happy. Perhaps Ma would love after dinner later that's what grandma would probably call a boondoggle he took his plate to the sink and stood on the stool where he carefully washed it then he reached up high and managed to get it into the plate rack where it stood drying with the others

Having conscientiously cleared his place, he walked over to the irresistible sunbeam that still lit the doorway from the west, and he laid himself down in it, with his elbows propping him up near the threshold to the yard. Lying like this, just inside the kitchen, warmed by the summer sun, he surveyed Grandma Hattie's kingdom.

Having conscientiously cleared his place, he walked over to the irresistible sunbeam that still lit the doorway from the west, and he laid himself down in it, with his elbows propping him up near the threshold to the yard. Lying like this, just inside the kitchen, warmed by the summer sun, he surveyed Grandma Hattie's kingdom.

Having conscientiously cleared his place, he walked over to the irresistible sunbeam that still lit the doorway from the west, and he laid himself down in it, with his elbows propping him up near the threshold to the yard. Lying like this, just inside the kitchen, warmed by the summer sun, he surveyed Grandma Hattie's kingdom.

A bird swooshed by, alighting on the nearby poles that held the clothesline. He turned his head to watch it, and the bird appeared to imitate him. And then, in a flash, it was gone. He smiled to himself and laid his head down on his folded hands. He could feel the heat from the floor beneath his cheek. It was so soothing, and he was rather tired.