What On Earth Are My Uncle's Holiday Pies Made Of?

Right before the fall harvest holiday, my uncle's bakery put out a special new pie, priced at a hundred dollars. You could only eat it in the shop, no takeout, and there were only ten a day. The strange thing was, everyone who ate one said it was something else. Aiden Lambert, late-stage cancer, ate one of those pies and slept straight through till morning. Mamie Finch, who'd played mahjong for over twenty years, ate one and couldn't even be bothered to leave the house anymore. A young girl who scrolled videos every night until dawn didn't touch her phone for days after eating one.