วันอาทิตย์ที่ 8 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2552

Type of text

1. I was trying to make a fruitcake.

Subject
I
Verb was,to make
trying
Adj. trying
Noun a fruitcake


2. I ran downstairs and caught a taxi home.

Subject I
Verb ran , caught
Noun downstairs
Con. and
Adj. a taxi home


3. He suddenly put on a smile.

Subject He
Adv. suddenly
Noun put
Adv. on
Art. a
Verb smile



4. I could hardly believe my ears.

Subject I
Verb could,believe

Pro. my
Noun ears



5. I decided to miss work the next day.

Subject I
Adv. decided,the next day
Verb to miss
Noun work

Organization and an example

1. Herald :
I never thought I would discover something quite so amazing by accident. I was a chemist at the Amos Cosmetics factory in New Jersey, USA, trying to design anew perfume when it happened
I was trying out all the usual mix of flowers and things just like I always did-when I decided to throw in a piece of the fruitcake Momma had packed for my lunch. I don’t know why I did it I just did.



2. Plot :
Nobody knows that when you do not intend to do something which is an accident. Maybe it can be a wonderful thing, which you cannot believe it happens. This story is created to enable our believe it or not. Just a fruitcake is changed to be an amazing perfume which can make you to be a sex appeal woman.



3. Conclusion :
A chemist woman who works at the Amos cosmetics factory in New Jersey, USA trying to discover a new perfume. One day she threw her fruitcake which was her lunch in to the mix with all the other things. It smells wonderful so she tried it on her. Not too long, her boss who is a handsome English guy never saying nice thing to ordinary girl like her asked her to have a dinner with him. That would be because of fruitcake. Her boss always lost control of himself when he smelt that perfume. If does not put it on her
, she will not be attractive anymore.

Summary or paraphrase

A chemist woman who works at the Amos cosmetics factory in New Jersey, USA trying to discover a new perfume. One day she threw her fruitcake which was her lunch in to the mix with all the other things. It smells wonderful so she tried it on her. Not too long, her boss who is a handsome English guy never saying nice thing to ordinary girl like her asked her to have a dinner with him. That would be because of fruitcake. Her boss always lost control of himself when he smelt that perfume. If does not put it on her, she will not be attractive anymore.

Main idea

How fruitcake make you attractive = Topic

Nobody knows that when you do not intend to do something which is an accident. Maybe it can be a wonderful thing, which you cannot believe it happens. This story is created to enable our believe it or not. Just a fruitcake is changed to be an amazing perfume which can make you to be a sex appeal woman.

Inferences

(Anna): “Take that and him too, you horrible little woman!”

(Mr. Amos): “You must realize that I’m crazy about you, daring.”

(Sabina):
“Don’t you work for David making perfume or something? terrible exciting.”

(A waiter): “I know I can offer you more than that rich fool you’re sitting with.”

(Aunt Mimi): So, when are you being to being a nice boy home?”

Context clues

1. Momma seemed satisfied with my explanation that things had just not worked out between me and Mr. Amos, although she thought it a wasted opportunity she wanted me to have a rich husband.
- opportunity = a good chance


2. “He means that a rice and handsome man like him could not possibly fall in love with a nobody like you when he has a beautiful girl like me”.
- possibly = in accordance with possibility


3. I noticed that Aunt Mimi was talking about this old lady as if she wasn’t around any more. I feared the worst. Was she dead?
- feared = an unpleasant emotion caused by exposure to danger


4. I have to say that at this point I was feeling very confused. Five minutes ago my boss didn't want to be seen with me. Now he was saying he was crazy about me! What could be making him behave like this? Then, all at once, I realised it was the fruitcake special! Intrigue might smell great, but it didn't make a girl attractive to men. But my fruitcake perfume did.
- Intrigue = carry on an underhand plot


5. Momma and Aunt Mini were very pleased, of course. They went off together to plan the wedding and left me to get ready for the man they hoped would be my future husband. I was beginning to wish I hadn’t told them. After all, I had no idea why my boss had behaved towards me in that way.
- behaved = act or react (in a specified way
)

Complex Sentence

1. You mother was married when she was eighteen.

2. The handbag T use for work is the only one I’ve got because I don’t go out that often.

3. I dreamt that t was being awful to you, treating you as if you were just someone who worked for me.

4. I just thought the cake was delicious and wondered if I cloud bake one too.

5. I promise that as soon as you tell me I’ll tell you everything about last night.

Compound Sentence

1. I tried to answer but I didn’t know what to say.


2. He looked very handsome, however he was quieter than before a was looking down at the floor.


3. So, he had changed his mind and now wanted to get rid for me.


4. I thought it smelled nice, but they was nothing.


5. As for Sabina, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the sight of two men both saying how much they loved me at the same time and while she was there.

Simple Sentence

1. We ate pizzas for almost a week until it was fixed.

2. I’m going out with my boss.

3. I opened the door.

4. I walked back to the table.

5. I knocked on his door
.

Suffix

1. happened

2. stopped

3. usually

4. mixed

5. lovely

6. loudly

7. ordinary

8. hurry

9. today

10. suddenly

11. really

12. noticed

13. surprised

14. properly

15. lately

16. anyway

17. married

18. certainly

19. friendly

20. already

21. actually

22. delivery

23. company

24. looked

25. exactly

Prefix

1. discover

2. design

3. decide

4. probably

5. preferred

6. pretty

7. outside

8. explain

9. expecting

10. expensive

11. excuse

12. reward

13. disappear

14. instead

15. telephone

16. develop

17. disappointment

18. realise

19. expert

20. immediate

21. understand

22. reason

23. except

24. important

25. explanation

Vocabulary

1.thought

The process or power of thinking; the faculty of reason

ความคิด,การคิด

2.discover

Find out or become aware of

เปิด,พบ,จับได้,ค้นได้,สิ่งที่ค้นพบ

3.quite

Completely; entirely; wholly (I quite agree).

ทีเดียว,โดยสมบูรณ์

4.accident

An event that is without apparent cause, or is unexpected

อุบัติเหตุ,เหตุบังเอิญ

5.chemist

A dealer in medicinal drugs

นักเคมี,เภสัชกร

6. factory

A building or buildings where manufacturing processes are carried out

โรงงาน,สำนักงานตัวแทนบริษัทที่ตั้งอยู่ต่างประเทศ

7.perfume

A sweet smell

พรมน้ำหอม,พรมน้ำอบ

8.mix

Combine or put together

ผสม,ปรุง,ปนกัน,ใส่รวมกัน

9.decided

Definite, unquestionable

เด็ดขาด,แน่นอน,ตัดสินใจแล้ว

10.together

In company or conjunction

ด้วยกัน,พร้อมกัน,ร่วมกัน

11.nice

Kind, good-natured

ดี,อ่อนโยน,สวย,งาม

12.probably

That may be expected to happen or prove true; likely

น่าจะเป็น,ค่อนข้างแน่,น่าเชื่อ

13.proper

Accurate, correct

เหมาะสม,สมควร,ถูกต้อง

14.cosmetic

Intended to adorn or beautify the body, esp. the face

เกี่ยวกับเครื่องสำอาง

15.nervous

Having delicate nerves

หงุดหงิด,กังวลใจ

16.terrific

Colloq of great size or intensity

ยิ่งใหญ่,มากมาย,น่ากลัว

17.fresh

Newly made or obtained

สด,ใหม่,สดใส,เพิ่งมาถึง

18.expert

Having special skill at a task or knowledge in a subject

ผู้เชี่ยวชาญ,ผู้มีประสบการณ์

19.embarrassing

Cause (a person) to feel awkward or ashamed

กีดขวาง,ขัดขวาง

20.ordinary

Regular, normal, customary, usual

ปกติ,ธรรมดา,สามัญ,พื้นๆ

21.appearance

The act or an instance of appearing

การปรากฏตัว,ลักษณะท่าทาง

22.complain

Express dissatisfaction

คร่ำครวญ,ร้องทุกข์,กล่าวหา

23.suddenly

Occurring or done unexpectedly or without warning; hurried

รวดเร็วมาก,เกิดขึ้นอย่างฉับพลัน

24.notice

Displayed sheet etc. bearing an announcement

แจ้งล่วงหน้า,แจ้งให้ทราบ,ประกาศ

25.strange

Unusual, peculiar, surprising, eccentric

แปลก,ประหลาด,ผิดตา,ไม่รู้จัก

26.situation

An employee’s position or job

สถานการณ์,ฐานะ,ตำแหน่ง,สถานที่

27.simply

In a simple manner

ง่ายๆ,ชัดเจน,โดยความจริงใจ

28.actually

As a fact, really

ตามความเป็นจริง

29.raise

Put or take into a higher position

ยกขึ้น,ชูขึ้น,ทำให้สูง,ยกระดับ

30.delivery

the delivering of letters, etc.

การส่ง,นำส่ง,การปล่อย

31.exactly

Accurately, precisely; in an exact manner

อย่างแน่นอน,อย่างแน่ชัด

32.neither

Not the one nor the other

ไม่ใช่สิ่งนี้และสิ่งนั้น

33.certainly

Undoubtedly, definitely

ไม่ต้องสงสัย,ใช่,แน่นอน

34.behave

Act or react, conduct oneself properly

ปฏิบัติตัว,ประพฤติ,กระทำตัว

35.toward

Go to

ไปยัง,ไปถึง,ไปทาง,ใกล้ๆ

36.Intrigue

Carry on an underhand plot, use secret influence

วางอุบาย,ได้มาโดยกลอุบาย

37.perpend

To consider

พิจารณาไตร่ตรอง

38.attractive

Attracting or capable of attracting

ซึ่งดึงดูดความสนใจ,มีแรงดึงดูด

39.doorbell

A bell in a house, rung by visitors outside to signal their arrival

กระดิ่งประตู

40.trouble

Difficulty or distress; vexation, affliction

ความยุ่งยาก,ความยากลำบาก

41.conversation

The informal exchange of ideas, information, by spoken words.

สนทนา

42.excuse

Try to lessen the blame attaching to (a person, act, or fault)

ขอโทษ,ยกโทษ,ให้อภัย

43.obvious

Easily seen, recognized, or understood

ชัดเจน,ชัดแจ้ง,เด่นชัด

44.reward

A return or recompense for service or merit

รางวัล,เงินรางวัล,สิ่งตอบแทน

45.almost

Very nearly

เกือบจะ,แทบจะ,จวนจะ

46.reach

Stretch out; extend

มาถึง,ไปถึง,บรรลุ,ยื่น

47.fruitcake

A cake containing dried fruit

เค้กผลไม้

48.disappear

Cease to be visible; pass from sight

สาบสูญ,สูญหาย,ตาย

49.shone

shine

ส่องแสง

50.instead

As a substitute or a alternative to; in place of

แทนที่,แทน

51.terrible

Dreadful, awful (the accident was terrible)

น่ากลัว,น่าเกรงขาม,ร้ายแรง

52.treat

Act or behave towards or deal with (a person or thing) in a certain way

กระทำกับ,ปฏิบัติกับ,รักษา

53.realize

Be fully aware of; conceive as real

เข้าใจ,ตระหนัก

54.confused


A disconcert, perplex

(สายตา)พร่า,(คำพูด)ฟังเข้าใจยาก

55.lounge

Recline comfortably and casually

เอน,พิง,เอกเขนก,นั่งเล่น

56.wonder

Surprise mingled with admiration or curiosity

รู้สึกประหลาดใจ รู้สึกงงงวย

57.trouser

Divided into two parts to cover the legs

กางเกงขาขาว,เกี่ยวกับกางเกงขายาว

58.fault

A defect or imperfection of character or of structure

ความผิดพลาด,ข้อบกพร่อง

59.moment

A brief or very brief portion of time

ขณะนั้น,ชั่วครู่,ชั่วขณะ

60.awful

Unpleasant , poor in quality

น่ากลัว,น่ายำเกรง,น่าเลื่อมใสศรัทธา

61.goodness

Virtue; excellence, esp. moral

ความดี,คุณงามความดี,ส่วนที่ดีที่สุด

62.exciting

Arousing great interest or enthusiasm; stirring

ซึ่งทำให้ตื่นเต้น,น่าตื่นเต้น

63.develop

A make or become bigger, fuller, more elaborate

พัฒนา,ทำให้เจริญ,ทำให้ก้าวหน้า

64.several

More than two but not many

หลาย,มากกว่าสอง,เฉพาะตัว

65.floor

The lower surface of a room

พื้น

66.asleep

In or into a state of sleep

นอนหลับ,หลับ

67.normally

usually

ตามธรรมดา,ตามกฎ,โดยทั่วไป

68.reason

A motive, cause, or justification

เหตุผล,มูลผล,ความรู้สึก

69.question

A sentence worded pr expressed so as to seek information

คำถาม

70.amazing

Surprise greatly

ประหลาดใจ

71.lying

A place to lie

การพูดเท็จ,การโกหก

72.promise

An assurance that one will or will not undertake a certain action

คำมั่นสัญญา,ลักษณะหรือท่าทีที่ดี

73.secret

Kept or meant to be kept private, unknown, or hidden

ความลับ

74.hopefully

In a hopeful manner

ด้วยความหวัง,อย่างมีความหวัง

75.grew

Increase in size, height, quantity, degree

ปลูก,เพาะปลูก(ต้นไม้)

76.explanation

The act or an instance of explaining

การอธิบาย,การชี้แจง,สิ่งที่อธิบาย

77.opportunity

A good chance; a favourable occasion

โอกาส,จังหวะ,เหมาะสม

78.manque

That might have been but is not

ที่ผิดพลาด

79.partly

With respect to a part or parts

บางส่วน,เป็นส่วน

80.blame

Assign fault or responsibility to

กล่าวโทษ,ตำหนิ,กล่าวร้าย

81.apologist

A person who defends something by argument

ขออภัย ขอโทษ

82.matter

Physical substance in general, as distinct from mind and spirit

วัตถุ,สาระ, สิ่งที่อยู่ในช่องว่าง

83.horrible

Causing or likely to cause horror; hideous, shocking

น่ากลัว,น่าสยดสยอง

84.express

Represent r make know (thought, feeling, etc.)

แสดงความคิดเป็นคำพูด

85.hold

A cavity in the lower part of a ship or aircraft

ห้องเก็บสินค้า

86.competition

Competing, esp. in an examination, in trade, etc.

แข่งกัน,ชิงกัน,ชิงชัย

87.shortly

Before long

ในระยะอันสั้น,ไม่ช้า,โดยย่อ

88.so

To such an extent, or to the extent implied

ดังนั้น

89.success

The accomplishment of an aim; a favourable outcome

ความสำเร็จ,ผลสำเร็จ,ชัยชนะ

90.maybe

Perhaps, possibly

บางที,อาจจะ,เป็นไปได้

91.funeral

The burial or cremation of a dead person with its ceremonies

งานศพ,การฝังศพ,พิธีฝังศพ

92.unable

Not able; lacking ability

ไม่สามารถ

93.chance

A possibility

โอกาส,หนทาง,ลักษณะที่เป็นไปได้

94.until

As far as

จนกระทั่ง,เกือบจะ

95.order

The condition in which every part, unit, etc

คำสั่ง,ใบสั่ง,คำสั่งซื้อ

96.pick

Choose carefully

เลือก

97.natural

Exiting in or caused by nature

โดยธรรมชาติ,เกี่ยวกับธรรมชาติ

98.handbag

A small bag for a purse

กระเป๋าถือ,กระเป๋าหิ้วขนาดเล็ก

99.both

The two, not only one

ทั้งสอง,ทั้งคู่,ทั้งสองอย่าง

100.really

Positively, assuredly

โดยแท้จริง

The Fruitcake Special

I never thought I would discover something quite so amazing by accident. I was a chemist at the Amos Cosmetics factory in New Jersey, USA, trying to design anew perfume when it happened
I was trying out all the usual mix of flowers and things just like I always did-when I decided to throw in a piece of the fruitcake Momma had packed for my lunch. I don’t know why
I did it I just did.
I put it into the mix with all the other things. Before long, I had a little bottle of perfume made from the things I had mixed together. I put some on the back of my hand. I thought it smelled nice, but they was nothing special about it, so I put the bottle into my handbag. I couldn't give something like that to my boss. After all, I am a chemist and my job is to make perfume in a proper way. If I told him how I made this one he would tell me not to be a silly girl. Later, he would probably make a joke about it to his friends at the golf club.
That's the kind of man my boss was.
'Anna!'
It was my boss, David Amos, the owner of Amos Cosmetics. He happened to be working past where I walked. He never usually spoke to people like me. What this he want? I felt nervous.
'Yes, Mr. Amos.' I said.
'You're looking terrific today! what's that lovely smell? It's like fresh bread and flowers and sunshine all mixed together with ... I don't is it you, Anna?'
I didn't know what he was talking about. I couldn't smell anything special.
Mr. Amos had an expert nose for perfume. And he knew it.
'Yes, it is you!' he said loudly. All the other chemists nearby could hear. It was embarrassing.
I had never heard my boss speak to me like that before. Or to anybody else, come to think of it. David Amos is a dark, handsome English guy who would never dream of saying nice things to ordinary looking girl like me. He preferred to be with pretty young model who liked his appearance and his money. When he did speak to the chemists he was usually complaining about something. What he playing some kind of joke today?
Suddenly he came over right next to me. He spoke in a quiet voice close to my ear.
'You know, Anna, I've never really noticed it before - I can't think why - but you really are a beautiful woman!'
'Mr. Amos. I ...' I tried to answer but I didn't know what to say.
'No, it's true, Anna,' He said. 'I must see you outside this dull factory. Will you have dinner with me tonight?'
'Well, I ...' I was still too surprised or speak properly.
'That's great! I'll pick you up at your place tonight at eight. See you then,' he said.
He was gone before I could say anything.
As I went home on the bus I thought of the strange situation I was in. My boss, who was famous for going out with beautiful woman, had told me I was beautiful and had asked me out! But I know I am just ordinary looking and not his usual type at all. When I got home my Momma was in the sitting room talking to my Aunt Mimi.
Aunt Mimi. I like my Aunt Mimi, but he simply can't mind her own business. She had wanted me to find a husband for ages. She didn't like the thought of me being single and having a career. She thought it wasn't natural for a twenty-seven-year-old woman like me not to be married. Aunt Mimi thought that the least she could do for me was to find me a husband. I was used to this by now, but it was still embarrassing.
'Aunt Mimi - how nice to see you,' I said.
Aunt Mimi looked at me and smiled. ‘Anna, my little girl…but look at you: you’re not a little girl any more, you’re a twenty-three-year-old woman already! How rime flies!’
‘Actually, I’m twenty-seven, Aunt Mimi,’ I said. She always got my age wrong.
‘So soon? And you’re not married yet? Your mother was married when she was eighteen. Eighteen! And you were born when she was nineteen!’ Aunt Mimi looked sad as she said this.
She decided to say what she thought at once-as she always did
‘So when are you going bring a nice boy home? She asked, looking me right in the eye.
‘There was that boy Armstrong you saw two years ago He was nice,’ said Momma, trying, to help me.
‘Momma, Armstrong was the pizza delivery man,’ I tried to explain, but Momma never did listen.
‘Armstrong was here a few times. I liked him,’ said Momma.
‘Momma,’ I said that was when the cooker broke down-remember? We ate pizzas for almost a week until it was fixed. Armstrong just delivered the pizzas.’
‘I don’t care,’ said Momma. ‘I liked him-he had nice eyes.’
Aunt Mimi raised her eyes in surprise.
‘You mean to say you let this Armstrong boy go?’ said Aunt Mimi.
‘But he was. only the pizza delivery man,’ I said, weakly.
‘Then he was. By now he probably owns the company!’ said Aunt Mimi. ‘And you let him go! Anna!’
It was no use arguing. I knew they were not going to listen to me. So I changed the subject.
‘That fruitcake was nice, Momma,’ I said.
‘Aunt Mimi brought it,’ said Momma. ‘But don’t change the subject-your aunt has something to say to you.’
Oh no! She’s trying to find a husband for me again!
Aunt Mimi began, ‘I’ve found the perfect boy for you, Anna. Well…he’s not exactly young, but neither are you any more….and he’s still got his own hair…’
I decided I had to put a stop to this- I didn’t want to meet Aunt Mini’s ‘boy’ even if he did have his own hair.
‘Thanks, Aunt Mini,’ I said. ‘But I’m already seeing someone tonight.’
I hadn’t meant to tell them but I had to do something to stop Aunt Mini. It certainly surprised them. They both looked at me with their eyes and mouths wide open like a couple of fish.
‘Yes,’ I went on. ‘I’m going out with my boss, Mr. Amos. He’s picking me up at eight.’
That certainly surprised them!

* * *

Momma and Aunt Mini were very pleased, of course. They went off together to plan the wedding and left me to get ready for the man they hoped would be my future husband. I was beginning to wish I hadn’t told them. After all, I had no idea why my boss had behaved towards me in that way. He had never even noticed me before now. However, he had noticed the perfume I had been wearing. Lately I had been wearing a perfume called intrigue. It was made by another company and I actually preferred it to the perfumes we made. Mr. Amos did have a very good nose for perfumes. Perhaps Intrigue was so good he just couldn’t stop himself. Who knows?
Anyways, I had to get ready for my evening out. Although I couldn’t explain why Mr. Amos had suddenly found me attractive, I really wanted to find out. In my own way I’m as bad as my Aunt Mimi, I guess. The funny thing was, I don’t really like men like Mr. Amos. But I wanted to find out way he had changed.
So I put on my best black dress, lots and lots of Intrigue and my one pair of high-heeled shoes. The handbag I use for work is the only one I’ve got because I don’t go out that often.
I took it. Then I heard the doorbell ring.
Momma and Aunt Mimi were at the front door before I could move. They wanted to see my date. Both of them were trying to get me to hurry up. They had big smiles on their faces.
I opened the door.
‘Hello Anna.’
It was Mr. Amos. He looked very handsome. However he was quieter than before and was looking down at the floor.
I could tell they liked him. It was embarrassing.
‘Hello Mr. Amos’ I said.
I was expecting him to say something friendly, like ‘Call me David’ or something. But he didn’t.
I managed to get him away from my Momma and Aunt Mimi without too much trouble. I guess they thought we should be alone together if they had any hope of hearing wedding bells in the future.
He hardly said anything in his car either, apart from polite conversation about how nice I looked. I could tell he didn’t mean it. Men have a way of calling you ‘nice’ when they really mean they don’t care how you look.
Anyway, he drove me to an expensive French restaurant where we spent some time having drinks and ordering food.
All the conversation was of the polite kind, but I could tell he was getting ready to say something. Then he turned to me with a serious look on his face and spoke.
‘Look Anna. . .’ he began.
I knew it! He’d changed his mind and was trying to think of some excuse to get out of our evening together.
‘. . . about today, at the factory’ he continued. ‘I don’t know why I behaved like that.’
‘I thought it was because you found me attractive, Mr. Amos
And because you liked my perfume’ I said, wondering why the Intrigue I was wearing didn’t seem to be having any effect on him. But it was obvious he hadn’t been listening to me.
‘You see Anna’ he said ‘if we can see this as . . . as . . .’
‘As what Mr. Amos? I asked.
He suddenly put on a smile. As a reward for all your hard work at the factory. After all you are one of our best chemists.
It’s the least I can do to show how much I value your efforts. Have this meal on me! I’ll pay for it!’
If the meal had been there it would really have been on him I would have thrown it at him! So he had changed his mind and now wanted to get rid of me. I didn’t believe for one moment that this meal was a prize for being a good little chemist. I needed to be on my own to think what to do.
‘Excuse me for a moment, Mr. Amos,’ I said, getting up from my seat.
‘Of course,’ he answered, looking less nervous than before.
I went to the ladies’ room. I felt like breaking the furniture or something. I was annoyed! I had my pride! After all! And why hadn’t my Intrigue worked? Perhaps I hadn’t put enough on, even for his expert nose. I decided to put a lot more on. Perhaps that would work. I looked in my handbag – it wasn’t there! All that I could find was that bottle. Then I went outside again.
As I was walking back to the table I almost ran into the waiter who had served us. He stopped and looked at me with a stupid look on his face. Then he remembered he had a job to do, walked on and knocked down a table with some cake on it.
When I finally reached the table, Mr. Amos was looking embarrassed, as lf he didn't want to be seen with me. I could see he was trying to hide it but he couldn't. Suddenly a strange thing happened: he opened his mouth, as if he was going to speak, then stopped. He had smelled the perfume – the fruitcake special – that I was wearing, and the change that came over him was immediate. He look of embarrassment just disappeared. Instead, he looked like a dog who has just found a bone; his eyes shone and he smiled until I thought his face would break in two. He stood up
‘At last you’re back - I missed you, Anna,’ he said. ‘I’ve been in a terrible dream and I’ve just woken up.’
‘A dream Mr. Amos ? ’ I asked. I didn't understand what he was taking about.
‘Call me David, darling ...’ he said.
Darling? What did he mean? What was happening?
‘Yes ...’ he continued. ‘I dreamt that I was being awful to you, treating you as if you were just someone who worked for me. The truth is that you mean so much more than that to me ...’
I wondered what he meant. Was he going to raise my pay?
He went on. ‘You must realise that I’m crazy about you, darling.’
He was calling me darling again. He was being serious.
I have to say that at this point I was feeling very confused. Five minutes ago my boss didn't want to be seen with me. Now he was saying he was crazy about me! What could be making him behave like this? Then, all at once, I realised it was the fruitcake special! Intrigue might smell great, but it didn't make a girl attractive to men. But my fruitcake perfume did.
‘I feel my heart growing with love for you, Anna,’ said Mr. Amos. He was looking at my body through the black dress.
Just then a waitress came to the table. She told me that I had a telephone call and asked me to answer it in the lounge.
I wondered what it was about.
‘Excuse me, David - I won’t be long,’ I said.
‘A minute is a long time when you're gone, Anna,’ he said. His words were like conversation from a bad movie. But I kept quiet about it - he was my boss, after all, even if he had gone crazy.
When I got to the lounge I took the phone. I noticed someone waving their arms at me from another phone across the large room. I could see it was that waiter again - there were bits of cake all over his trousers.
Now what could be want?
I soon found out.
‘Miss ...’ his voice was excited at the other end of the line. ‘... I know I am only a poor waiter but love makes me brave ...’
Why did everybody sound like bad movies tonight?
‘When I saw you just now,’ said the waiter, ‘I couldn't stop myself from falling in love with you. You are so beautiful. Please tell me you will see me ... I know I can offer you more than that rich fool you're sitting with. I may not have his money or his looks, but I love you far more than he ever could. Please be mine!’
‘Wait a minute Romio’ I said. ‘Why don't you just calm down and serve the lobster, like a good little waiter?’
It was the perfume, my fruitcake special again. The waiter had a good smell of it when he had passed by earlier and now he thought he was in love with me, the poor man. It wasn’t his fault. I told him that if he loved me he would not talk loudly about it.
‘Of course my love. I will not embarrass you ... darling!’ the waiter said.
So far I’d had two men call me darling in one evening. Aunt Mini would be pleased.
But it the perfume had worked in that way on the waiter, I had better take care not to pass by any other males too closely. I could end up with a group of men following me home, all saying they loved me. And wouldn't that be awful? Well, wouldn't it? Well, maybe not but it wouldn't be easy to explain to Momma. And I wouldn't even mention it to Aunt Mimi!
Thank goodness the place was quiet that night. I walked back to the table, trying my best to keep away from other men who were in the restaurant. I was lucky; it seemed that they would have to get close to the perfume to get the effects.
When I got back to the table I saw that David had been joined by Sabina, a beautiful young model who was his latest girlfriend – their pictures had been in all the papers recently.
‘So, you’re Anna, I haven’t seen you before, Anna.’ Sabina said my name as if it were a dirty word. ‘Don’t you work for David making perfume or something? terribly exciting.
She held out her hand to me as if I were expected to kiss it. I didn’t.
‘Sabina,’ said David. ‘Anna is the woman I love.’
I could hardly believe my ears. David Amos was telling me he loved he right under the nose of his beautiful girlfriend, Sabina. all because of my fruitcake. I had to say something. This was getting to be silly.
‘David, I really think …’ I began.
But at that moment our waiter made another appearance. He was playing a guitar and singing ‘O Sole Mio’ to me at the top of his voice. Well, he did say he wouldn’t take loudly – I didn’t say anything about singing loudly. I must remember next time.
As for Sabina, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the sight of two men both saying how much they loved me at the same time – and while she was there.
So she hit David in the face.
The waiter sang even louder than before. David hit him on the chin. As I moved away from the table, a fight developed between Sabina, David, the singing waiter and several more waiters who were trying to calm things down.
Soon the place was a loud, confused mess of cake, pieces of lobster, pools of wine and bits of broken guitar.
Time to go, I thought.
I ran downstairs and caught a taxi home. Thank goodness the taxi driver was a woman

* * *

When I got home, Aunt Mini had gone and Momma was asleep – she never could stay awake when she was excited. I had some quite moments to think about what had happened. Why had my perfume had such an effect on men who would not normally take any notice of me? Nothing had been put in that was any different. Nothing, that is, except Aunt Mini’s fruitcake.
What a fruitcake!
Then I had a thought. What if I, as a chemist, could find out what it was in that fruitcake that caused men to go mad with love? People would pay a lot to know a thing like that. I could make a lot of money! There was no reason, come to thing of it, why I should let Amos Cosmetics know about it. After all, it wasn’t their fruitcake. But I couldn’t do a thing unless I knew what was in the cake – and only Aunt Mimi knew that.
I decided to miss work the next day – I would say I had a cold or something. I also wanted to avoid David Amos who might still be affected by the fruitcake special, or the fight that had followed.

* * *

Aunt Mimi lived in a nice little apartment on the other side of town. I had gone out before Momma got up. I didn’t want to be questioned about my ‘new young man’. It took an hour to get there on the bus.
When at last I arrived Aunt Mimi gave me a warm welcome. Soon we were sitting in her kitchen, talking about this and that. We both knew what Aunt Mimi was going to ask me about in the end, so neither of us minded talking about other things first. Aunt Mimi was good company when she wasn’t talking about husbands.
I mentioned the fruitcake.
‘Anna,’ said Aunt Mimi, ‘I’ve known you since were born and you’ve never baked a cake in your life. Now you want to know how to bake a fruitcake. What’s going on?’
‘Nothing, Aunt Mimi, I just thought the cake was delicious and wondered if I could bake one too. There’s no harm in that, is there?’ Of course, I was lying. We both knew it.
‘So,’ Aunt Mimi said. ‘This new man of yours – he wants you to bake him a cake. Who does he think you are, his mother? Just what were you two doing last night, having a cookery class?’
‘Oh, please, Aunt Mimi,’ I begged. ‘I really need to know. I promise that as soon as you tell me I’ll tell you everything about last night.’
Aunt Mimi was interested. ‘Everything?’
‘Everything,’ I said. ‘No secrets.’
Aunt Mimi smiled. ‘Well, my dear, I hate to tell you this but I didn’t make the cake. I bought it.’
‘You bought it?’ I said, unable to hide the surprise in my voice. ‘Where did you buy it?’
‘From a little place in the market the open-air one that takes place twice a week in the park. There’s an old lady there who said she used to bake them for her husbands. She had seven of them, would you believe? And they all ate her fruitcake.’
Somehow I wasn’t surprised that she had had seven husbands. Not with those fruitcake.
‘Did she say what she put in them?’ I asked, hopefully.
‘Only that she put in a “special something” that she grew herself,’ said Aunt Mimi. ‘She wouldn’t say what. She told me that she only baked that kind of cake a few times. As a matter of fact, she knew that I was thinking about finding a husband for you. I don’t know how she knew but she did.
Anyway, this woman who made the cake told me to give it to you and your problems would be over. I didn’t believe what she said, but I used to buy the fruitcake because they were delicious.’
I noticed that Aunt Mimi was talking about this old lady as if she wasn’t around any more. I feared the worst. Was she dead?
‘Can we see this old lady to ask her about it?’ I asked.
Aunt Mimi looked at me sadly. ‘I’m afraid she died last week – I went to her funeral. They say she was over a hundred years old. There were a lot of strangers there, not from around here, all speaking in some kind of strange way. They seemed to think she was important, though nobody ever took much notice of her around here.’
‘Except you, Aunt Mimi,’ I said.
Aunt Mimi smiled. ‘Well, you know how I can’t mind my own business.’
I knew.
‘Speaking of which,’ she said, moving closer to me, ‘it’s your turn.’
‘My turn?’ I asked.
‘To tell me everything that happened last night,’ she said.
And so I did. Everything, just as I had promised. I don’t know whether Aunt Mimi believed me or not, but if she didn’t she never let it show.
She’s not a bad old lady, my Aunt Mimi. Not when you get to know her.

* * *

In the end I had two days off work. I said I’d been sick and in a way I was I wouldn’t feel well until I knew the truth about the fruitcake. I knew that there was little chance of discovering what actually went into it. I would have to work it out from the small amount I had left in the bottle. I had used up more than I thought the other night.
But I was not sure that I wanted to make my fortune trom the old woman’s secret. Perhaps it was only right that the secret should lie buried with her.
Then again, perhaps not.
Momma seemed satisfied with my explanation that things had just not worked out between me and Mr. Amos, although she thought it a wasted opportunity – she wanted me to have a rich husband. Still, happiness is what really counts, she said, with a note of sadness in her voice.
When I finally got back to the factory there was a message left on my desk – could I see Mr. Amos as soon as I got in.
As I walked towards David Amos’s office I felt like a schoolgirl who had to go to see the head teacher. I was sure that the fruitcake special would not still be working by now - after all, he had not seen me for a few days. I knocked on his door.
Mr. Amos was sitting behind his big desk with a large black eye. Standing next him, smiling and wearing dark glasses and a hat, was Sabina. She had her arm around his shoulders.
“I hope you are well now, Anna’ said Mr. Amos
“Yes, thank you, Mr. Amos.’ I said. ( I thought calling him “David” might not be the best thing to do at this point. I could see Sabina wasn’t pleased to see me.) ‘I hope you are well yourself,’ I added quickly.
“ My eye hurts a bit - your waiter could hit hard!’ he said with a little smile.
So could Sabina, I thought, as I remembered how she had hit him. But I said nothing.
“Anyway Mr. Amos said. ‘I managed to calm them down so that there was no more trouble and the police were not called. Your waiter had been partly to blame, too, so they accepted my apologies - at a price, of course. At least the name of Amos Cosmetics didn’t appear in the newspapers.
“And, as for that other matter of my strange behaviour toward you - I can’t explain what affected me. I mean, a man like myself and a woman like…
I mean…’he looked towards Sabina.
Sabina finished it off for him.
“He means that a rice and handsome man like him could not possibly fall in love with a nobody like you when he has a beautiful girl like me.
Isn’t that right, David?’
“You express it so well, daring,’ he said.
Sabina continued: ‘So David
“Absolutely, darling,’ said Mr. Amos before turning to me again. “Well, Anna,, I hope that had to be this,…clear things up a little. I’m sorry there had to be this, confusion. I hope this has sorted things out between us.’
I stood watching Sabina smile as her fingers down his collar.
‘Well, Mr. David Amos,’ I said, ‘perhaps you can use your famous expert nose to sort this our, too!’ I had reached into my handbag for something to throw when I saw Sabina laughing. I took the top off the first thing I found and threw everything that was in the bottle all over the front of Sabina’s dress.
‘Take that and him too, you horrible little woman!’ I shouted.
When I looked at my hand it was holding the now empty bottle of fruitcake special. The room was already beginning to fill whit its smell. I got out before
Mr. Amos lost control of himself again, out of the office and out of my career at Amos Cosmetics.
Sabina, of course, would now enjoy all the extra attention she would get from strange men, thanks to the fruitcake special. I’m not sure that Mr. David Amos would enjoy the competition, though.
It happened sometime later, shortly after I had begun to work at the factory where they made intrigue. I was trying to make a fruitcake (I mean you never know!) when Momma and I heard a knock at the door.
‘Momma,’ I said, ‘if it’s Aunt Mimi with news of another “perfect boy” for me, tell her I’m not interested.’
‘It’s not Aunt Mimi, dear,’ said Momma.
‘Who is it?’ I asked.
‘I think you’d better come see for yourself ’ Momma said.
I went to the front door. It was Armstrong, the pizza delivery man. He was holding up a pizza box which had ‘Armstrong’s Peachy Pizzas’ in big letters on the front.
Armstrong now owned the pizza company.
He explained that he’d fallen in love with me when he first delivered pizza to us, but he wanted to be a success before asking me out. He said I deserved no less. Then he gave me some flowers. I never really noticed before, but Armstrong is quite good looking: a bit short maybe, a little thin on top –but nobody’s perfect.
‘Momma, get the man a drink,’ I said, enjoying his smile.
And the smell of fruitcake went past us and out the door.