Kneady

“Your loaves are like door stops. You aren’t good at bread making. Why do you do it?”

She replied simply, “I knead to please him.”
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The recipe instructions read, “knead until blisters appear.”

She kneaded for an hour and sighed with dismay at her still smooth skin.
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