Icing on the Cake by La Toya HankinsOctavia cursed under her breath when she discovered there were no eggs. Throwing the empty container in the trash, she muttered, ”I knew I should have checked the fridge before I started. Now what am I going to do?”
The Durham native stood at her kitchen island in the middle of the sun-filled kitchen. Frustration filled the full freckled face of the petite magazine publisher. Her green, oval-framed glasses sat atop on thick silver streaked braids.
Octavia had woken up on this Thursday morning with the desire to make her wife a red velvet cake. The two of them had been so busy being parents, co-workers, and friends, she felt the lover part had fallen by the wayside. She intended to surprise Audre with her favorite dessert to show how much she loved her
