At Val’s Sweets, she knows what you need before you walk through the door.
The bell jingled and Val grinned, “Hi Ed!”
“Okay, today’s the day I stump you,” Ed said, bouncing with excitement.
“Shoot,” she replied, untying the bag she’d prepared earlier on the counter.
He said, “One chocolate cupcake, two of each flavor cookie-”
“And two cups of coffee,” Val finished showing him everything he asked for was in the bag.
“I don’t know how you do it!” he said throwing his hands in the air.
Val smiled waving the goodies under his nose. He dropped a twenty on the counter and muttered, “Tomorrow,” under his breath.
Laughing, Val grabbed a box and filled it with cinnamon rolls. She sat two cookies on top of the box. They were very special cookies she’d made with a very specific, very angry person in mind.
The door was yanked open slamming the bells against the door.
Val said, “Welcome-”
“Screw you witch!” Jackson yelled.
She raised an eyebrow. “Sir?”
“You ruined my engagement!” he yelled l, shoving his finger in her face.
Val stepped back with raised arms. “I’m sorry. What do you mean?”
“We came to this “magical” bakery for a cake tasting for our wedding. The next day she’s eloping with her boss. You put stuff in the cake to make her hate me,” he said.
“Oh, my gosh! I’m so sorry she left you! Here sit,” she said ushering him to a table, the boxed treats under one arm. “Have some cookies and coffee. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
“What? I’m not eating anything that you’ve poisoned. I’m not the only one that thinks you add something extra to this stuff,” he said, gesturing to the case of cakes and cookies. “People are starting to notice.”
Val grabbed one of the cookies taking a bite. “I just want to make sure you’re okay. You sound like you’ve been through the ringer. My engagement recently fell through, so I understand.”
He sat down and took a bite of the cookie.
“We’ve all heard the rumors about this place. I just thought, if you didn’t do it with magic what happened?” he asked, sipping his coffee. “We were in love.”
“Technically, I never said I didn’t do it,” she said, smirking.
He blinked. “What? You actually used magic to separate us? Why?”
“Ahh, the cue to reveal my evil plan. I’m sorry no time. You’re going to feel a little lightheaded in…” She glanced at her watch. “Three, two, one.”
Jackson bolted to the door. The bells rang as his face slammed into the glass sliding to the floor. He laid there, unmoving with his face pressed up against the glass.
“The final piece is in place. Revenge on that lying cheating jerk will be the sweetest. Come Jackson. We have work to do,” Val said, shutting off the lights.
Jackson’s eyes shot open. He slowly stood. “Yes, my love.”