"Anything? I have a good twenty different jams and jellies, plus custards or whipped cream or...anything." He may or may not have made fifty different fillings last year, plus different sugars and glazes. It was a stressful month.

He hugs back, holding on as tightly for a minute. "A few days I think? I missed you too." This place had been, he thought, a wrapped and faded dream Wanda had made - but he has still missed the children in his dream.