As everyone knew, Raccoon was a prolific baker, and so naturally she offered to provide a few goodies for the new tea shop.

To display them, Rabbit was hoping to borrow Old Possum’s grandmother’s antique cake stand, the one with the glass dome, and set it on the counter next to the jars of tea.

They were still ironing out the specifics of the weekly schedule, but piled on the cake stand most days, snug under the glass dome, would be a rotating selection of dark-chocolate brownies with walnuts, shortbread cookies studded with herbs, blueberry scones, spicy gingerbread, banana nut bread, and tiny thumbprint cookies, each with a dab of Rabbit’s own homemade jam in the center.

(February 2022)

Story © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr

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