The door to the bakery opens and a young man walks in.
“Can I help you sir?” says the woman working.
“Uh, yes.” He searches for what he’s looking for in the display case, “One cannoli.”
She expertly removes the treat from the rack and the paper crinkles.
“Three dollars, please”
The man stuffs his hands in his pocket and pulls out a few crumpled dollars.
“Thankyou” he says curtly.
Once he's in an overstuffed chair the man delves into the pastry, sinking his teeth into the lush cream.
He closes his eyes and savors the taste.
before i read it, when i saw the title and who it was by, i said to sara, "i bet it's about cannolis." :)
ReplyDeletebut anyways, great job, Britt!