The Biscuit That Saved The Day 

(By: J)

     One day as we were coming back from the Museum of Biological Diversity, we stopped at Popeye's because we were craving hot, greasy chicken. After Dad got through ordering the hot, greasy chicken meal, he realized that he had ordered biscuits (which my mother can't have because she has an intolerance to gluten).

After we were finished with our meal, we all (except for Mom) started scarfing down our biscuits drowning them in butter and honey. Mom was drawn to the biscuits and she ate one. Her stomach didn't hurt. The biscuit had healed her! 

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