It'a Raining Cupcakes by Lisa Schroeder (classic english novels .txt) 📖

The whole cupcake thing started a couple years ago, on my tenth birthday. My mom tried a recipe for red velvet cupcakes with buttercream frosting. She said,"Isabel, this recipe comes from a very famous cupcake shop in New York City called St. Valentine's Cupcakes. We're going to make these cupcakes for your party!" Now, my mother isn't big on birthday parties. Since Iwas six, I've pretty much planned my own party, from the handmade invatations we deliver right down to the candy we put in the goodie bags. But baking is what Mom loves. And it's the one thing we've liked doing togethr. She told me once there's something really satisfying about throwing stuff into a bowl and watching a mess turn into something wonderful. And she's right. There is. That year for my birthday party, only four girls were coming for a sleepover: my best friend Sophie, plus two other girls from school. With such a small group, Mom thought cupcakes made more sense than a big cake. Those cupcakes turned out delicious. Better than delicious. Amazingly fabulous. And from that day on, all Mom could talk about were cupcakes. Dad and I listened, because we were just glad she was talking about something. When she started talking about opening a cupcake shop, we listened and nodded our heads like it was the best idea ever. I don't think either of us really thought it was the best idea ever. But after years of trying odd jobs here and there, and complaining about how they were too easy or too hard, too weird or too boring, too right or too wrong, it was nice to hear good stuff for a change. The talking turned into more talking lasr year, when she convinced Dad to buy an old Laundromat with an apartment upstairs it's called a walk-up apartment, and they're more common in big cities, like New York City or Chicago, than the I live in: Willow, Oregon, population 39,257.

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Publication Date: 11-10-2011

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Dedication:
For my sweet brother, Jim