Flash Fiction: Home Cooking

The pan leaves the oven. Its aroma wafts.

“What’s your recipe, Grandma?”

“Oh, any box recipe will do,” she answers. “Then wring the essence from a murderer and add it to the mix.”

The gingerbread man sits up and gnashes oversized fangs.


“Ginger snaps are my specialty, Dear.”



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