Charlotte Cracker Bounty Novels & Stories

Everything I said went through one ear and out the other. Just when my patience was about to snap, Charlotte came back in, the smell of baked sweet hitting me and I scowled, giving her an incredulous look. She’d left me alone with these ruffians for the last fifteen minutes so she could bake sweets? “Who wants a cookie?” Charlotte called in a sing-song voice and all the kid's eyes snapped to her, mouths watering now as they rushed over to get their own cookie. She held them high above her head, wagging a disapproving finger at them. “Ah-ah, only good little boys and girls get cookies. So tell me, Bethany, what’s nine plus nine?”

She was after all, in a small town where word traveled fast. Charlotte handed her a cup of hot steaming to-go coffee and a bag of two sour cream coffee cakes with the cinnamon-walnut swirl. Grace removed a note from her wallet to pay, but Charlotte shook her head in disapproval. "Your coffee and snack are always on the house." She said. Around here, Charlotte give a lot of children and sometimes adults her goodies, at least, Grace had seen her do that three times yesterday, and she wondered how she made her profit. She wondered why Charlotte decided it was time she earned that courtesy too.

' thought Charlotte . " Tia , could you bring me that bag ?! " said Charlotte . " Sure ! " said Tia and took the bag then gave it to Charlotte . " Here , your highness ! " said Tia . " Thank you ! " said Charlotte with a smile . " What did you put in there ? " asked Catherine when she saw the shining smile on Charlotte's face . " My precious life saver from all this boredom ! " said Charlotte and took out of the bag some cards and a table game .