The Fruitcake
Shawn pulled the pan from the oven. He inhaled the smell of the dark brown confection deeply, enjoying the pungent, rich spices, and the heady, sweet fruit. He set the loaf pan on an antique iron trivet carefully designed with gaily painted ivy and poinsettia leaves, red and shades of green, intertwined pleasingly. The delicate, yet insistent, aroma of caramel filled the room.
Carefully, he stirred the brandy, rum, and even more spices in the syrup in a saucier pot. H