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> THE CHURCH WHITE LIE CAKE
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> Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially
> all of the ladies who bake for church events:
>
> Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies'
> Group in Tuscaloosa , but forgot to do it until the last minute.
> She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after
> rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix &
> quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and
> helping her son pack up for Scout camp.
>
> When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped
> flat and the cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed,
> "Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake!" This cake
> was important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her
> new church, and in her new community of friends. So, being
> inventive, she looked around the house for something to build
> up the center of The cake. She found it in the bathroom - a roll
> of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with icing.
> Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect.
> And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the church
> and head for work, Alice woke her daughter and gave her some
> money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it
> opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home.
> When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found the attractive,
> perfect cake had already been sold. Amanda grabbed her cell
> phone & called her mom.
>
> Alice was horrified-she was beside herself! Everyone would know!
>
> What would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about,
> ridiculed! All night, Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people
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> pointing fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.
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> The next day, Alice promised herself she would try not to think
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> about the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower
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> at the home of a fellow church member and try to have a good time.
>
> She did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob
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> who more than once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice
>
> was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa ,
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> but having already RSVP'd , she couldn't think of a believable excuse
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> to stay home.
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> The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old
> south and to Alice 's horror, the cake in question was presented for
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> dessert! Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake!
>
> She started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before
> she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "what a beautiful
> cake!"
>
> Alice, still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the
> hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,
>
> "Thank you, I baked it myself.."
>
> Alice smiled and thought to herself, "God is good."
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