You're the One, a Short Love Story - Page 1
Horse rancher Crete Jackson eyed the line of cakes
resting on a weathered plank adjacent to the massive domed tent.
He didn’t care for this part of the annual Founder’s Day
celebration, specifically being harassed by four of his own cowboys. They were
all wrapped in the arms of matrimony tighter than an Egyptian mummy, thus
excluded from this particular event as only single men could place a bid. Single
The event was a blind auction, but even the town idiot
knew that the one-foot-high coconut cake had been created by café owner Lisa
For that matter, everyone was also aware of who’d baked
the remaining four entries.
The highest bidder would walk away with the cake’s baker
for a one-on-one date for the evening which involved dancing, romancing and
possibly a moonlit stroll laced with a kiss or two.
And this was the dig – the point where his own men were
giving him grief.
Crete eyed the line of cakes, the pungent aroma of the
coconut seizing his nostrils. No one could cook like Lisa Sumner and no woman
in town could match her beauty, her kind spirit and good grace.
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