Chapter 2I guess I shouldn’t have been that surprised when Mom pulled into a parking lot of a strip mall once we got to Willowbrook instead of going straight home. It was made up of various pet stores, hair and nail salons, and even a pizza place.
Her intention wasn’t any of these, of course, as I plainly saw why we were there.
Jolly’s Bakery.
“Mom.”
“I ordered a coconut snow cake for dessert tonight,” she said, sounding wholly reasonable. “I’m making your favorite roast beef with mashed potatoes and Brussels sprouts for dinner.”
“You didn’t have to go through all that trouble.”
But of course I was warm with pleasure that she was.
“I didn’t have time to bake anything, so I thought I’d order a cake. And like it or not, Jolly’s is the best.” She patted my hand. “So, let’s go and get t
