She gave the child a piece of her cake with a cherry on the top. He said he doesn't like cake. He threw it away somewhere. She kept searching the piece of cake. She thought she lost the piece of cake and she didn't try harder.
Anyway she found it one day. It was covered with dust. It was smelling bad. She knew, it was her cake. The cherry is half eaten but it's still red. She likes red. She picked it up from the dust. She put it back in her pocket. She bakes a new cake. She puts more cherries on top. It's more red now. She likes it more.
She met the child again and offers him the new cake. The child is excited to see the 'Red cake'. This time he wants to have it. She takes out the old, dusty, smelly,piece of cake and puts it on his hand. He looks at it in awe and then he sniffs the cake. It smells really bad. He then looks at the fresh baked Red cake. This time she puts a larger chunk of the Red cake in his hand and she smiles at him. The boy sniffs the Red cake and with a great smile on his face he leans forward to say thank you but she is gone. He Looks back. She is already walking down the alley. She doesn't look back.
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