A. Gardner - Poppy Peters 01 - Southern Peach Pie And A Dead Guy - Plot & Excerpts
I get off the airplane and breathe in the Oregon air. I smell coffee. Lots of coffee. I pass a handful of coffee shops as I walk to the baggage claim to meet my mom. I find myself taking long, deep breaths as I pull my carry-on bag past security. I see my mom waiting with a paper sack that I hope is filled with our Christmastime tradition of pumpkin spice muffins. Sometimes she makes them. Sometimes she buys them from our local bakery. Either way they taste amazing every time. I walk faster when I see her. Her thin frame is dressed in jeans and a red trench coat with brown hiking boots. "I thought you would be hungry," she says, handing me the sack. My stomach rumbles. "Yes," I respond. "Pumpkin spice. I love the holidays." I don't wait a minute before I bite into a muffin and let the sweet spices take me back to a Christmas morning when I was twelve and Grandma Liz gave me a blue, sparkly tutu that she sewed herself.
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