Nobody got any pie
She baked a chocolate pie for her sick younger sister my Aunt. She kept telling me over and over I couldn’t have any of the pie. I said fine quit talking about it.
As she was putting the pie on top of the car so she could open the car door this perfect pie slipped off and hit the concrete floor of the garage. It splattered everywhere. Ruined obviously.
She should have opened the car door and come back for the pie. No pie for any damn body.
I said nothing.