Then a group of kids passed by him and asked, "Mister, why did you stop selling cookies?" The baker broke down and a group gathered around him. They all asked the same question, and so the baker ran into his house. He cried himself to sleep and woke up with an idea that he believed was a great one. He bought some white rubber from the market and made his outfit. He bought a old trailer used to haul animals and rented open fields every month. He made cookies. Lots of cookies. Every kid who walked past him and asked about the cookies would get carried away to the trailer, where the baker would force them to eat cookies, he never hurt the children, he just wanted to give them what they wanted, cookies.
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Cookie Man
Short StoryWhen a baker and his wife fall on hard times, the baker sells his pastries to get by. But when the war happens and everything falls apart, what will happen?
