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Sweet as Molasses

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Grandma June was the one who told me about the Great Molasses Flood of 1919. “There was a huge tank of molasses that sat outside,” she began, scooping molasses out of a jar with a measuring spoon. “Well, the tank was shoddily made, and the temperature that day climbed and climbed and climbed. And what happens to my cookies when they get hot in the oven?” “They spread!” I cried.

Outstanding reviews

Thank you for this wonderful story. Hmmm .. poor Grandpa !? That was quite a couple of sentences you dropped in there. I could feel the closeness of the grandmother and the grand daughterc.. have experienced the loss of passion for an activity. Keep on writing !

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