What’s the Harm with a Little Treat? (standard:humor, 904 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Sep 24 2023	Views/Reads: 499/255	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
According to Solomon, half a truth is still a lie if it makes the other person believe what is not the whole truth. I knew what I had to do. As much as it pained me, I had to confess to The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage that I had two Apple Fritters.

The last month has been crazy for me and The Gracious Mistress of the
Parsonage. Every month has its crazy element, but this past month beats 
them all. 

First, my main computer crashed, and I lost a lot of stuff. 

Second, we had a hurricane that came through; fortunately, it was only
thunder, rain and loss of electricity. 

Third, I came down with what the doctor said was acute bronchitis. I
told him I did not think any of this bronchitis was cute. 

Fourth, my next book manuscript is due this month. 

That was just the main highlight of the past month, and by the time it
was over, I was over the hill. I just felt washed out and needed a 
little bit of rest. 

I resumed working on my book. Then, The Gracious Mistress of the
Parsonage came and said she would be gone for the day with one of our 
daughters—thrift store shopping. 

I told her to have a great time, and she said she would be back sometime
in the afternoon and that I had to get my lunch. That was okay with me. 
I sat back in my chair with my computer and resumed working on my 
manuscript. I was finally getting caught up and would soon be finished. 


Taking a break, I got up, got a fresh cup of coffee, returned to my
chair, sat down and relaxed. There was this strange thought in the back 
of my head that I could not clarify. 

After several sips of coffee, I leaned back and looked around to see
what was missing. Something was missing, and I just could not put my 
finger on it. 

After my kind of week, it is no wonder my brain is not working as well
as it should. However, I thought I would relax and see if anything came 
to mind. 

The whole day was before me, and I was thinking of what I would do for
lunch when I could not get this gnawing thought out of my head. It was 
like a rat gnawing up in the attic and was so unsettling. It was right 
before me, but I could not get my focus clear. 

Oh well, I sighed, took another sip of coffee, set my cup down, and was
about to go back to work when the thought suddenly jumped out in front 
of me. 

I love it when a plan comes together. 

I saw for the very first time what was missing. After a month of all
kinds of hectic activity, I needed something to relax me. At first, I 
could not figure out what it was, but then it came to me. 

What I needed was a little treat. What harm is a little treat when you
need to relax? 

I looked at my watch, saw the time, and realized that The Gracious
Mistress of the Parsonage would not return for another four hours. That 
gave me plenty of time to deal with my treat. 

You guessed it, that treat was an Apple Fritter. What harm does a little
treat like that have when you deserve it? And, boy, do I? 

I quickly got into my truck and headed to Publix. I was about to buy one
Apple fritter when another thought came to mind. Why not buy two apple 
fritters? What harm do two little treats have? 

Without hesitation, I got the two apple fritters and took them to the
cash register, hoping nobody would recognize me. My bad luck was that 
the cashier was a friend of my wife and knew about the apple fritters 
controversy. 

“Does your wife know you're getting these apple fritters?” 


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