Three pies, a dozen brownies, five women...you do the math

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What would we do without our women friends? My writing critique group, the WWWPs is the absolute best, and I feel blessed.

This is my opening for my story:

Wild Women Wielding Pens, page 303

We haven't been BFFs since kindergarten, and the only thing we had in common when we met was a desire to write and publish our work. Our girlhoods are thirty to fifty years in our pasts, but the five of us will always be girls at heart.

We have collectively mopped our foreheads and mouths as we have sweated out an essay, dealt with an ex-husband, had a hot flash, shared personal details, or devoured delectable cuisine.

Lest you think my story is only about writing, you will have to read on to find out the gossip I dished on each of my friends. We got caught on a "nanny cam" while on "retreat."

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Last night was our critique meeting. We celebrated one of our birthdays with the best and funniest gifts and most delicious desserts. Sioux attempted to make the birthday girl's favorite, a coconut cream pie. According to her, by morning the pie filling still hadn't set up. Instead of forks we'd have been sucking it through straws, she said. She figured in six days it may set, so she left it in her fridge. She stopped for a Marie Callendar coconut cream pie on her way home from work. Funny though, her dear, thoughtful husband stopped by the bakery when he discovered her pie hadn't gelled, and he bought another coconut cream pie. That was three coconut pies!

Sioux had to panic stop while driving, and the bakery pie slid like a kid on Art Hill on a snowy day. It lodged under her seat. She imagined whipped cream and coconut smeared all over the lid.

She apologized. "I don't know what condition this coconut cream pie is going to be in after that panic stop." She opened the lid, looked inside, frowned and shouted, "What the... APPLE pie?!"

We laughed every time we thought about it. Sioux outdid herself; she brought brownies, too. See what I mean about women and friendship? Nothing...nobody stopped us from sampling all the desserts. Yes, all!