The Cake Parade

Trumpets were blaring. Drums were rat-tat-tatting. The smell of cake hung in the air. Princess Adelia’s birthday was here. It was time again for the cake parade.

In a tiny, crooked house near the parade route Simus Sweet searched frantically. Every bowl, pot and spoon had been dirtied. Flour and sugar covered everything.

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