The Man Who Ate Cake

I told Raife on the phone, before he came, that Lisa, Ricky and I made a pumpkin cake with cream-cheese frosting. “I don’t eat sweets, Adam,” he said matter-of-factly. I took him at his word. Apparently he was kidding.


Raife ate the entire Pumpkin Cake. I kid you not. Ok, maybe I had a few slices here and there. Maybe Brian did too. But Raife consumed that thing like it was a human soul and he was the Grim Reaper. The whole cake is gone now. All that’s left to show for it is a satisfied houseguest sleeping on the couch.

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