When she took the cake from the oven, the center had horribly dropped flat and she exclaimed, "Oh, dear, there's no time to bake another!"
Being inventive, she lookedaround for something to build up the center of the cake -- a roll of toilet paper! Stuffing it in, she thenreiced the cake. The finished product looked perfect! Before leaving the house to drop it off at the bake sale and heaqd for work, she awakened her daughter, giving her money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it opened at 9:30, buy the cake and bring it home. Unfortunately, the daughter arrived a bit too late and the perfect cake was already sold.
The daughter immediately called her mom, who was horrified -- everyone would know! She'd be ostracised, ridiculed! All that night she lay awake thinking about the pointing fingers, people talking behind her back.
The next day she promised herself to forget about the cake. Because she'd already RSVP'd and couldn't think of an excuse to stay home, she would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a fellow group member and try to have a good time.
The meal was elegant but, to her horror, the cake in question was presented for desert! She turneed pale but finally forced herself up from her chair to tell the hostess all about it. Before she could take a step, however, the Mayor's wife exclaimed, "What a beautiful cake!"
Still stunned, she would normally have taken offense when the hostess announced, "Thank you, I baked it myself."In this case, our inventive baker sat back in her chair with a trace of a smile on her face.
