Short Story Sunday
Kate stood in her kitchen making lunch for her and her three sons. She had asked what they all wanted and each of them stated they wanted peanut butter and jelly. Since she was going to be making three anyway, Kate figured she might as well have one too.
The boys were playing outside kicking a soccer ball around while Kate prepared their lunch. She took out six slices of bread—she’d make her own sandwich after she’s given the boys’ theirs—as well as the peanut butter and the grape jelly. She took out two butter knives, one for the peanut butter and one for the jelly. She hated it when the contents of the two jars got mixed up. Her husband always used the same knife to spread the peanut butter and the jelly and there was always peanut butter in the jelly.
Kate spread the peanut butter on…
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