Recipe 1: Vanilla Chocolate Buttercream
She was so soft and sweet.
Like a simple vanilla cupcake with rich chocolate buttercream frosting on top.
Not too expensive to afford, and easy to swallow.
Not too much a burden to your stomach, and a saving grace to your mental health.
She smelled like cinnamon and honey.
So warm.
So familiar.
So tasty.
She always smiled, and never hesitated to said "Yes" whenever he wanted something.
Too bad that was back when she was sixteen.
He lies on the pavement, unable to move or feel his arms and legs. She jumps out of the brand new sleek shining black Porsche Boxster and stands above him. He stares at the huge designer three-carat diamond wedding ring wrapped around her slender finger. "I've told you not to call me Cupcake!"
