She picked at her toast and looked through her recipes, settling on an apple streusel pie. Becky knew Sam liked to bake to relax and had stocked her up with all the necessities. Sam turned on some music and set about putting together a pie crust and chopping apples, hoping the distraction would calm her. Zoe stationed herself on a big rug in the kitchen to watch the activities and take care of anything that spilled on the floor. Knowing how happy this made her, Sam always made sure something hit the floor.
Sam took Zoe on a short trip to the beach while the pie baked. She brought a ball for Zoe and tossed it for her along the beach, watching with delight as Zoe trounced into the water and retrieved the ball. She had the kitchen mess cleaned up as the timer sounded. As she opened the oven she saw the apple filling bubbling up through the nut and streusel topping. She took it out, inhaled the sweet aroma of apples and cinnamon and set it on the counter to cool. She couldn’t wait to have a piece. This was the first pie she had baked since Marty left.
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