Chapter 14“Who wants dessert?” Charles…Chuck…asked. He loved that he finally had a nickname of his own, and that it was the Five Horsemen who had given it to him. He laughed when they all raised their hands. “Okay, I’ll clear off the table and…I don’t have time to make muffin tin apple pies—”
“Apple pies? Can we have them tomorrow? Will you have time to make them for dessert for tomorrow evening?” Clancy was looking at him as if he was the Second Coming, and once again Chuck felt ten feet tall.
“Sure, Clance. For you…” Anything. He grinned at the other men. “I did happen to notice our favorite shortstop has ice cream in his freezer, so I’ll fix sundaes, if no one has any objections?”
The consensus was no objections, and Leo asked, “What kind of ice cream did you get, Clance?”
“Are you
