Special Treat Day

100 word Drabble

When I was small I loved Saturday mornings. My mother and I would go shopping together. After the boring grocery store, everything weighed and packed by hand, we would visit the bakery. The aroma of freshly baked bread still reminds me of Dean’s Bakery and the gleaming glass cases displaying the delicious small cakes. Mum would request a cardboard box in which to take the cakes we chose home. I always chose the largest— the Cream Horn, sugary pastry and full of cream.
The walk home, with me carefully carrying the box of cakes, the best part of the day.