Max gazed down at the kitchen table, which was covered in all sorts of baked goods. From simple sugar cookies to complicated breads and desserts. Her sister had been up all night making this food. Stevie tried meditation and yoga to relax. Max got into fights with bees. And Charlie baked. “What are we supposed to do with all this?” Max asked Stevie. “I mean, I can pack it away, but even I can’t eat this much before it all goes bad.” “I’m half Siberian tiger and I can’t eat all this.” “What would normal people do with this much food?” Stevie thought a moment. “Give it to friends and family.”
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Oh girls ... remember the bears ... ;p
