Chapter Twenty-Seven: Orange and Poppy Seed, Part IV (~jinghan)

Two. Two Orange and Poppy Seed muffins left. Two days since my last exam and I haven’t started studying for my other two exams. Two’s a funny number.

“Hi, how’s life?” I ask a friend from school that I haven’t spoken to for a while.

Life’s been better to her. Already I’m calculating what I should do with my last two muffins. I need to save one for my friend whose birthday is tomorrow… but maybe…

“Hm… What’s your address at the moment?” I ask, “I think you need cake and a hug.”

And so I turn up with cake, tea, a fairy tale and a hug.

“I have to fend off my family to get this too you,” I joke as I hand her the box with a single cake in it.

We we talk about nothing in particular. She reads out loud to me like we used to do at lunch times back at school. And I am happy to know that he boyfriend is looking after her and that she has plans for the future. I watch her break off little chunks of orange and poppy seed muffin and eat them.

My friend (whose birthday is tomorrow) comes over in the evening to sleep over. I am not sad at all to bestow her with the last orange and poppy seed muffin. Indeed, they have lasted quite a while, and have been eaten by quite an interesting range of people.

Little does she know that my friends and I have grand plans to take her out for breakfast and then on the train to Belgrave for a ride on the Puffing Billy steam train the next day. But that’s another story…

Are you feeling sad? Lonely? Happy? Affectionate? Here, have an Orange and Poppy Seed muffin.