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cupcakes.  Mary gratefully accepted and then busied herself calling
           other mothers to bring different items.  Soon, the list was all filled
           out, and the day was quickly approaching.
                  Mary didn’t know why she grew concerned about Sally’s
           food donation.  Maybe it was because the episode of the football
           fundraising was still fresh on her mind.  Sally didn’t understand
           football and had come up with the idea that if they could raise
           enough money, they could buy more footballs so the two teams
           wouldn’t have to fight over the same one.
                  Mary knew the cupcakes were critical to a good baked food
           sale, and as her concern grew, she decided to make some as a
           backup.  She would just leave them in her car where they could be
           retrieved if they were needed.
                  The day of the fundraiser soon came.  The mothers were
           asked to have their items there a half hour early so they could be set
           out for display.  All were there on time except for Sally’s.  It was
           almost time to open the sale when she finally showed up.  The
           cupcakes were beautiful, and Mary laughed at herself for doubting
           her friend.
                  “I’m so sorry these are late,” Sally said, all out of breath.
           “Fluffers, our dog, licked all the frosting off of them, so I had to
           refrost them.”
                  “Fluffers licked the frosting off of them?” Mary asked, trying
           not to gag.
                  Sally nodded.  “And then he got sick as usual and threw up.
           You’d think he’d learn his lesson as often as he’s done it.”
                  “How often has he done it?” Mary asked.
                  “I think about every time I’ve made cupcakes,” Sally said.
           “He just can’t seem to control himself.”  Then Sally laughed.  “It’s a
           good thing I like to decorate cupcakes.”
                  As Sally continued talking, it was all Mary could do not to
           gag as she thought about how many of Sally’s cupcakes she had
           eaten.  But somehow, when Sally finished, Mary still managed a
           weak smile and a thank you.  Then, after Sally left, Mary dumped all
           the cupcakes into the garbage and retrieved the ones she made.
                  But she considered that she might never eat another cupcake
           again for as long as she lived.



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