Who: Sookie and OPEN Where: The bakery What: Working with pies When: Sunday 10th November Rating: TBD Status: Open, ongoing
Sook probably needed to get out more. Her head hadn't been in a good place for days. There were black spots somewhere and she was fairly sure it had to do with her telepathy. It was scary to think there might be something wrong with her but Sook didn't want to go to Bruce, scared of what he'd find. So she did the only thing she knew how to do: she baked. Sook had made Annie and Mitchell's wedding cake a couple of days before and yet she still had the urge to go back to her pies. She'd baked six pecan pies from her grandmother's recipe and had scribbled down notes for her own invention.
It was how she relaxed on the slow Sundays after the breakfast rush and the deliveries were done. She made new things and wondered if they were any good or not. Sookie tried to keep herself to herself most of the time and her recipes were a closely guarded secret. She was in the middle of baking a sweet tea custard pie with peaches and raspberries when she got a flash. Something in her memory. Of blood and... something.