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(JenQuintana)
My mother and grandmother are cooking The smell of blackberry pie baking in the oven fills the air My aunt and cousins are cleaning Nothing like finding a dead rat to change the mood The kitchen heats up as clouds of smoke fills the room "Someone check the pie!" My mother says "That darn clock isn't working." "Someone needs to take a trip to the store," says my cousin. It looks like blackberry pie is off the menu It's time for desert just as uncle Maurice arrives Better late than never (Roe Turner)