Waking up with stigmata can be embarrassing

Waking up with stigmata can be embarrassing if your one stand is sitting around waiting for the breakfast you promised her. "Are you telling me the pancakes were a lie?" The wounds

spurted blood from my hands and feet as I scrambled to make my date her pancakes. "Are these red velvet pancakes?" she sneered as she was taking pseudo unintentional communion.

I said it was only the goji berry extract and pine extract I was using. She was fond of my red velvet cake. I made that just a week before using the same juice. The result was good

and had the blade sinking into the yeast driven substance. She took a step back and retched. I, on the other hand, proceeded to separate the two loaves, to reveal

one bad mamajama. She held it up to the light with rapturous joy.

The gemstone glittered in the sunlight. She grinned, knowing it was indeed the real thing. She was going to be rich!

Hours later she was still gazing at it. An unearthly light danced in the jewel's glittering depths; its color matched her own eyes. Do you really want to sell it? A voice whispered

But she realized she had to. She needed that money for her sick father. Reluctantly, she handed the glowing jewel to the trader, feeling she had somehow made a terrible mistake.

But she hadn't.The jewels glow was because it was treated with uranium to give it captivating colors. Once the jewel left the household her dad recovered & lived to a ripe old age.