It was the best of cakes, it was the worst of cakes.Sitting side by side on my bed and typing awkwardly on a laptop balanced between our laps, P and I conversed through MS Word. In the bizarre, urgent and secretive exchange, he and I discussed what we would bake that evening while keeping our intentions completely private.From across the room, K raised an eyebrow at our behavior as she gently
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