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Baker's Dozen or Life in Twenty-Six Parts

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It was easy for Ned to lose track of the people who came into the Pie Hole during the ever-busy lunch hour. 

But, for some reason, her face stood out among the crowd. 

This probably had something to do with the fact that she came in nearly every afternoon, stayed for the exact amount of time it took her to finish a slice of pie and a cup of coffee, and then she would leave. 

Ned had no idea why he remembered her; after all, he had a lot of regular customers, especially during the lunch hour. He just did, and didn't bother to question it. 

It was during an unusually slow afternoon that he actually had the chance to talk to her. 

"Hi; can I get a slice of your daily special?" she asked, motioning with her finger towards the sign that said that the special was apple. 

"Sure thing. And a cup of coffee, right?" Ned asked as he went to get her the pie. She nodded, and Ned poured her a cup. "You come in here a lot." 

"It's the only time I can get away," she explained as she dug into her slice of pie. "I don't want to spend that time eating mediocre food." 

"Well, I'm just glad that you find my pies a cut above ‘mediocre’. I'm Ned." 


"Chuck?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. 

"Well, Charlotte. But my friends call me Chuck."