Eden Herbirde's Literatures

"Mom!" The shout preceded Eden through the door of their home "Blackberries! Just enough! Remember? You promised-"

"-last spring that I would teach you to make a blackberry pudding?" Edie's smile, like warm caramel, brightened her face. "I do remember! If we start now, it will be ready and cooled down in time for supper."

"It’s not your job to work everyone’s problem’s out for them, okay?"