After Three Years In My Bakery He Tried To Sell It Behind My Back

scent of expensive perfume. She looked smaller in the fluorescent light and government furniture. Her eyes stopped on the framed commendation from the governor, then on the photo of Daniel and me with Maple at the beach.

“You look happy,” she said.

“I am.”

She sat without being invited. She looked around at the emergency response charts, the maps on my continue reading …