Page 65 of Tiers of Joy

“Right that’s it, you’ve been warned. Get out!” I yell.

“What?” He asks in disbelief.

“I said GET OUT!” I repeat.

“Right, that’s it. I want your full name. I will be ringing the papers and telling them about how you treated me.” He continues to rabbit on.

“Nellie, door please.” I ask her kindly.

“Josie, piping bag.” Josie hands me a piping bag full of chocolate frosting.

“Amy, be ready with the flour.” I order. She grabs the bag.

I walk towards him and hold my piping bag up like a gun.

“What do you think you are doing with that?” He asks.

I continue to walk towards him. I twist the end of the bag tighter, so a tiny bit of frosting comes out.

“Get out or you'll get frosted.” I threaten.

“Right, that’s it, I'm call the cops! How dare you treat me in such a way?! Never…”

“Three.” I count

“You cannot be serious.” He says while walking backwards towards the door.

“Two.” I continue.

“Well, you shall be hearing about this from my lawyer!” He screeches, tripping back out of the doorway and landing on his backside on the curb.

“One.” I smile.

“You wouldn’t…”

He doesn’t finish. I squeeze the piping bag full of chocolate frosting and cover the guy. It goes all over his clothes and face.

I drop the bag and the guy jumps up and starts running.

“You crazy bitch!” He yells.

“Amy, flour.” I hold out my hand and throw it, hitting him right on the head and covering him in flour.

“Now, you can bugger off and never dare to step foot in my bakery again or next it will be custard tarts!” I yell.

The girls in shop all cheer and laugh.

“Esme?”

I turn round and see Tanner.

“Well shit.” I mutter.

“I didn’t catch you at a good time?” He smiles.

“Uh no, it’s a great time, just throwing out a hooligan.” I state.

“A hooligan huh? He didn’t seem like the type to cause trouble.” He says smiling.

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