Chapter 34: Picnics And Punches

The Squirrel Nut Zippers played their neo-Swing in my headphones as Polly Parker danced around the small bedroom in her apartment. Getting ready for another day in her life in the big city.

Her previous life in the small-big town seemed so long ago and far away; it seemed to be a lifetime ago. Or like some strange and awful dream, gone as soon as she woke up.

Bright colors popping to make even the biggest misery guts smile, Polly put on another happy tune and headed out into the sunshine.

A day of excitement and adventure is surely waiting for her at Victory Cupcake.

The mountain she had made during her downtime covered them for that day, but they were basically back to scratch every morning. At least in terms of the sweet treats, which tended to disappear as fast as she could make them.

“Oh, thank Odin!” Rick said as Polly came in.

“What’s wrong,” She asked.

“We’ve had three people ask for sweet treats in the last half hour but we’re out!”