Strawberry Cookie Run Novels & Stories

“Thanks.” We headed over to the ceramic container that was clearly labeled cookies. Upon closer inspection, the smaller writing beneath read “AKA Weston’s drops of sugary goodness. Eat at your own risk.” I laughed, knowing it was probably Sophie herself who had purchased it. Reaching in, I brought out two cookies, one for me and Sophie to split, and one for Ari.

"What are we baking?" "Strawberry cookies," She replied, heating the oven. "Hey watch it, I have to get the berries, these girls are too lazy," she murmured. "Who?" I asked, since I was the only one present apart from Florida sitting far away. "Oh…Tamara and Cleopatra, they've been picking berries since morning and they aren't done yet. I should go check what's keeping them," she hissed, taking off her apron. She left and I continued rolling the flour silently, trying as hard as I could to handle the roller that seemed a bit bigger than my hands.

“I’m a paying customer.” “He’s getting that to go, Spider,” Mirrie said, ignoring Shane completely. “No, he’s not, Spider.” Mac eyed the pastries piled up in front of him. “Wow. Those smell good. Fresh-baked?” “Yep,” Spider said. “I made ‘em myself this morning. You want something?” “Sure do,” Mac said. “Maybe a few croissants? And a blueberry muffin and… ummm, let’s see… those white chocolate chip cookies look amazing.” He glanced at Mirrie, remembering how much she loved sweet stuff. “Three of those.”

Their walk around the center was filled with giggles and laughter. Gavin is having so much fun trying out many different things. They actually walked back to the earlier kiosk they saw that served the sweetened strawberries to get one. The small fruit was served in a stick and they walked around munching on it, enjoying the sweet taste of it on their tongue.