The front door bell chimed. Mrs. B. smiled as she recognized the young man entering her shop.
“Hi Jason, what brings you here today? I have freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Your favorite.”
“I know. I could smell them all the way down the street. But no, I need a pie today.”
“What kind of pie?
“A humble pie.”
“Oh-oh. What’ya do?” Mrs. B shook her head.
“I told Sally there was no way I’d ever forget our anniversary…”
“… and you did.”
“It’s gonna take more than just a pie to fix this.”
“A large chocolate cake?”
I wrote this in response to Charli Mills’ July 20th Flash Fiction Challenge. In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features any kind of pie. And as always, she suggests we go where the prompt leads us.