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    Last Desserts
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    Last Desserts

    By Megan Atwood

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    Ella loves to practice designs for the bakery she'll someday own. She's also one of the few people not to try the cookies and cakes made by a mysterious new baker. Soon, the people who ate the baker's treats start acting oddly, and Ella wonders if the cookies are to blame. Can her baking skills help save her best friend—and herself?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLerner Publishing
    Release dateAug 1, 2013
    ISBN9781467729543
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    Megan Atwood

    Megan Atwood is a writer and professor with over 45 books published. She lives in New Jersey where she wrangles cats, dreams up ridiculous stories, and thinks of ways to make kids laugh all day.

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      Last Desserts - Megan Atwood

      Raven

      1

      Ella’s scream pierced the night. It’s horrible!

      Jasper, with wooden spoon raised high to attack, ran to her side. He skidded a little on his pink Adidas as he came to a stop next to her.

      Cocking his head to the side, he said, Oh come on, now. I bet they’re not that bad.

      Ella grimaced. Wait until you taste one. She stuck a plain, slightly burned sugar cookie in his mouth. Jasper chewed thoughtfully.

      "Well, ma chérie, you’ve done better. He swallowed. But your bad is my good when it comes to baking. Are you going to decorate them?"

      Ella scooped the entire sheet of cookies into the garbage by her side.

      What are you doing? Jasper gasped.

      Ella couldn’t resist smiling. She shrugged. They’re not good enough.

      You could have fed an entire homeless shelter. Scratch that—you could have fed an entire chorus line!

      She waved the spatula in her hand for emphasis. Look, if I want to own my own bakeshop one day, I have to do better than this!

      Jasper sniffed. He threw an imaginary scarf behind his shoulder and stuck his nose in the air. "Well, if you are going to be catering any of my opening nights, I guess you do have to be the best, dahling." He sashayed around the kitchen on his tiptoes.

      Ella giggled. If he had done this at their high school, she would have died of embarrassment. She was used to it—they’d been best friends since he stole her crayons in kindergarten—but she knew the rest of the school wouldn’t be so forgiving. She spent a lot of her school days at hoping Jasper wouldn’t do anything too embarrassing. Luckily, the rest of his drama group was just as weird, so Jasper managed to blend in somewhat.

      She poked Jasper in the side and he ran away screeching.

      Ella’s mom appeared in the kitchen doorway. Who is getting murdered in here?

      Jasper put a hand to his forehead and said in a Southern-belle voice, Why, Ms. Ruby, I do declare your daughter is abusing me! Now both Ella and her mom laughed.

      Jasper, how many times have I told you to call me Sara? You’re practically family. Ella’s mom noticed the cookies crumbled in the garbage. Ella May, what have you done?

      Ella hated it when her mom called her by her middle name. First, she wasn’t a kid anymore. And second, it was just dorky. Jasper was the only other person who knew her middle name.

      The cookies didn’t turn out.

      Ella’s mom nodded her head knowingly. Meaning, they weren’t perfect. She locked eyes with Jasper, and they shared a look.

      What? Ella said defensively. She hated it when Jasper and her mom conspired against her.

      Shaking her head, Ella’s mom turned to leave the room. It’s just, sometimes life is messy—it’s okay if everything isn’t perfect.

      Ella grumbled to herself. That’s why I’ll make it perfect. She felt grumpy now. Don’t encourage her, she told Jasper. "You’re my friend, not hers." She began wiping up the table, making sure to get every last cookie crumb.

      She heard Jasper stifling a laugh and whirled around. "Oh, my darling Ella. You are so you, and I adore you for it," he said. Then he picked her up in a big bear hug and twirled her around. She couldn’t keep herself from giggling.

      2

      "I know what will cheer you up, Jasper said, licking a spoon that still had batter on it. Let’s go to the bake supply store and get some pretty decorations for your next batch of cookies."

      Ella smiled. Even though she knew Jasper was bored to tears with baking, he was offering to spend yet more time doing it. She wasn’t about to turn that down.

      Juju? Jasper said.

      Bees, Ella responded automatically, finishing the catchphrase they’d started when they were little.

      The tradition had begun in second grade, after they’d already been friends for three whole years. They saw jujube candies for the first time and cracked up at the crazy name. They decided then and there that the two of them went together like jujus and bees.

      OK. You’re forgiven. Ella lit up inside just thinking about the beautiful colors and pretty decorations at the store and the perfect, symmetrical designs she could make with them. Let’s go.

      Even though Main Street was only a half a mile away, Ella asked her mom to drive them to the bake supply shop. The recent snowfall made it impossible to walk there. It was only the beginning of December, but Bridgewater had already had record amounts of snow for the year. As Ella put on her black boots and black scarf and watched Jasper throw his pink scarf behind his shoulder, she hoped the rest of the season remained storm-free.

      3

      Ella hooked her arm through Jasper’s as they walked downtown. This slowed them both down

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