Charity
“I need chocolate and I need it stat," I announce, walking into Southern Delights, Harper's bakery.
She's about to shut down for the day, but I can tell by the look on her face, she's excited. It's been a hot minute since all us girls got together to talk about our husbands and to eat with the abandonment of a girls' night out. The only difference is we can't have it at our normal hangout, El Mazatlan, and we've been told not to get drunk either. It's a girls' night out, lite.
“You're in luck! I made us brownies and some chocolate chip cookies. I have some chocolate ganache to top it with if that's your thing too, along with some strawberries." She answers all my prayers as I walk through the sitting area and past the counter.
Giving her a hug, I inhale deeply, loving the smel
