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Have you ever told a white lie?

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Feb 11, 2005
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South East Kansas
Have you ever told a white lie?

Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church ladies' group

bake sale in Tuscaloosa, but she forgot to do it until the last minute.

She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging

through cabinets she found a dusty old Angel food cake mix in the back

of her kitchen cabinet and quickly made it while drying her hair and

dressing and helping her son Bryan pack up for Scout camp.

But when Alice took the cake from the oven the center had dropped flat

and the cake was horribly disfigured.

She said, "Oh dear, there's no time to bake another cake."

This cake was so important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at

her new church, and in her new community of new friends. So, being

inventive and not wanting anyone to think she was not the perfect woman

able to handle all things at all times or that, God forbid, she not

participating in her church's bazaar, she looked around the house for

something to build up the center of the cake.

Alice found it in the bathroom -- a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it

in and then covered it with icing

Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect!

Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for

work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and

specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at

9:30, and to buy that cake and bring it home.

When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found that the attractive

perfect cake had already been sold. Now there could be no way to bring

it home and keep the secret.

Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom. Alice was

horrified...she was beside herself. Everyone would know. What would

they think? "Oh, my goodness, what shall I ever do?" she wailed! She

would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed. She would have to move or

kill herself! All night Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people

pointing their fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.

The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think

about the cake and she would attend a fancy luncheon/bridal shower at

the home of a friend of a friend and try to have a good time. Alice did

not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than

once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single parent

and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa but having already

RSVPed she could not think of a believable excuse to stay home. The

meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old South...and

to Alice's horror the CAKE in question was presented for dessert.

Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake, she

started to get out of her chair to rush into the kitchen to tell her

hostess all about it, but before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's

wife said, "What a beautiful cake!"

Alice, who was still stunned and trying to formulate what words she

would use to explain the situation, sat back in her chair when she heard

the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say, "Thank you, I baked

it myself."

Alice smiled and thought to herself "There is a God".


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Feb 14, 2005
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