Honestly? I have no idea where I put this recipe...
Desserts
“Since I didn’t have time, I cheated on the key lime pie and made the pie my grandmother taught me how to make, ‘When you’re in a pinch, sugar plum.’ That was, frozen lime juice concentrate mixed with Cool Whip, tossed into a premade graham cracker crust and chilled. It didn’t hold a candle to the real thing but, like Mamaw said, it did in a pinch or at least the way Hop, Molly and Cody wolfed it down, it seemed to.”
Yes, I’ve named this after myself because I’ve tinkered with...
“Elly Belly?” she called. “Can you give me a manicure after school?”
“I gave you one yesterday, sweetie,” Bella answered, still scrubbing the skillet, which was, Fiona thought it important to note, thoroughly clean and had been for the last five minutes.
“Can you teach me guitar?” Sally went on.
“The guitar’s too big for you still, Sally. Like I said before, give it a year or so and we’ll start.”
“Can we have your apple caramel-umble for pudding tonight?” Sally pressed. Apple caramel-umble was the name Sally had given the pudding Bella had made the week before. It was supposed to be a crumble but she’d been distracted by her boxes arriving and she was unpacking at the same time she was getting the Christmas decorations out therefore she accidentally doubled the brown sugar and the butter so it ended up a gooey, caramelized mess, which the children had adored.
I looked at Indy to give her my apologies when Indy said, “Did you make those chocolate caramel things you said you were gonna make?”
“Yeah, right here.” I pointed to them and then said, “Listen, I’m so sorry. I gotta go. I’ve got something else on that I can’t miss.”
“Hot date?” Tex asked, reaching for a chocolate caramel layer square.
I chanced a look at Eddie out of the corner of my eye and he was still staring at me, no longer a frozen stare. There was activity behind his eyes, lots of it, just nothing I could understand.
I stopped trying to look at Eddie without looking like I was looking at Eddie and answered Tex, “Not exactly.”
“Shame.” Tex bit into the square, chewed twice and his eyes got huge, “Fuck!” he exploded, chocolate and caramel flying out of his mouth.
My heart seized. He looked like he was going to have a chocolate-caramel-layer-square-induced heart attack.
“Tex!” Indy yelled, “You’re spewing all over the food!”
Tex ignored Indy and was staring at me.
“These are unbe-fucking-lievable. I think I’ve finally fallen in love, with a fuckin’ brownie!