Don't Let Me Break

by Kelsie Rae

“I told you I brought you a present.” He shifts on the mattress and pulls something from his back pocket, handing it to me. “What’s this?” My eyes bounce around the little index card. One cup of salted butter, softened. One cup of white sugar. One cup of light brown sugar, packed. Two teaspoons of vanilla extract. The list goes on and on. I look up at Mack and shake my head, confused. “Is this…” My lips part, but my voice is lost as I scan the list of ingredients again. It can’t be. There’s no way. “It’s Mama Taylor’s recipe,” Macklin tells me. His chest swells with pride. “But you said––” “It was impossible to get?” My gaze narrows. “You said she wouldn’t even give it to your wife when you were married.” “Yeah, well, I told her I found the love of my life but had kind of screwed it up, so I needed help with a Hail Mary.”

Awww that’s true love 😍🤣