A Morning Laugh Chases Away Woes

Previously

…Mrs. Gable peered at it, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Hedgehog, you say? I do hope there aren’t any actual hedgehogs involved, Barnaby. We had that incident with the squirrel éclairs last year, remember? Still finding nuts in the icing.” Barnaby chuckled, a little too loudly. “No, no actual hedgehogs, Mrs. Gable. Just… inspiration. And a very special ingredient.” He winked, a gesture that usually felt more like a twitch. Her eyes widened. “Oh? Do tell! Is it that new artisanal cheese you’ve been boasting about? Because frankly, Barnaby, a cheese cake shaped like a hedgehog sounds… revolutionary.” “Ah, well, it’s a bit more… organic than that,” Barnaby said, his voice dropping