Innocence LostYesterday, I was strolling down Holly Street just minding my own business. Suddenly, someone wearing dark clothing and smelling like cake, grabbed me from behind. I was shoved into La Vie En Rose and forced to eat a chocolate cupcake! I pleaded and pleaded that I was trying not to eat goodies, that I was just a good citizen out doing errands. The attacker said it did not matter that I was going to eat the chocolate cupcake regardless. I started to cry--- well just a little. The perpetrator began to feel guilty and said..." Ok, ok lady, you still have to eat the cupcake but I will let you choose the one you want!" After a couple of sniffles, I pointed to the mocha buttercream topped cupcake in the case. I also quickly photographed the cupcake for the blog, so you could see the evidence. As you may have discerned, the photograph is the only remnant of the mocha buttercream cupcake. So sorry!!
Ok, Ok, Ok....I confess this is a fake crime retold without horrific details. I was feeling guilty about sweets and in order to save my reputation, I made up the whole sordid thing. It reminds me of several years ago, when an intern at our school didn't want to come to work and told an ridiculous tale. She spoke on the phone in a groggy voice saying that the front and back license plates had been stolen from her car. She felt it was best to stay home and not drive the car. The next day, she appeared at school without ever a mention of her crime. The plates were back on the car too! She too...for her own reasons... needed to invent a fake crime.
My apologies to La Vie En Rose for involving them in this tale of sugar passion, crime and true lies.
