I Didn't Pray For These Baguettes Novels & Stories

It has no destination. "Are you okay, Mr. Hearst?" Zerus preferred to go for the small pot and spoon the rice rather than respond to that inquiry. "Let us pray before we eat, Mr. Hearst." He frowned at the nun before hearing the word prayer, as he was not used to hearing such a term. "Why?" Manong Ben laughed at his inquiry, and when the woman only smiled at him, he averted his attention. "Because we must know how to thank God for everything, big or small."

Disagreements—yes. Louis paused, then he tipped his nose, before turning and staring at the package in my hand. “You bought coffee?” Louis asked. With an awkward smile, I lifted the paper bag. “With a baguette,” I said, “your favorite.” For a second, something softened in his expression. Then he frowned. “Do you think this is going to work?” The smile on my face faltered. Louis pointed at the breakfast. “You think you can just buy food and I’ll forget about what happened yesterday?”

Apron crisp, hair in a slick bun, comfortable and supportive shoes. I flip the first batch of croissants from the oven. The smell of buttery flakiness hits my nose. The kind of smell that tells me everything’s going to be okay. The croissants are perfect and my personal good luck charm. A bad batch means some disaster. I know it’s only superstition, but it’s happened often enough for me to take notice. But today, all is going to go well. I have my new baker and pastry chef here and hoping I can see that they will be a good fit in the team. My team.

How many times had I told myself the previous night, that she would affect me no more, but just look at me right now, looking at her, like though, she was some garnished meat. Her gaze never met mine for once, she held her red Sweden bag between her hands and it was innocently placed in front of her exposed thighs. Now, you just know what I meant when I said her drew doesn't look appropriate at all, but who was I kidding, I loved the view. ~~~~~~~~ "The Grace Of The Lord, Jesus Christ, And The Love Of God, And The Sweet Fellowship Of The Holy Spirit, Be With You All", the Priest said, as he raised his hands up in gestures, urging us to respond.

Polly pulled me along with her and that was how I forgot about Cristóbal and the trail of the blood. °°°°°°° “People really like those Bagels” Jimmy said as he and Grace high five of them. We have just sold out our bread and the sale is now moving because of the discount and the free gift. “We did a good job on them” Grace added, Her tone was laced with pride. She pushed her glasses back into her face, “I’ll go take a look at the breads that are sold out” Grace said as she picked a note and pen.

Her heart fluttered at that little act, maybe he was no longer mad at her. “ Dear lord, we thank you for the meal you have provided for us. We ask that you be merciful enough to take our lives yourself than allow us die at the hands of a woman who knows nothing at all about cooking. We know we are about to get our stomach upset but we plead that you give us one last chance of surviving this death trap. Amen.” All eyes were on him when he finished praying. Dean was one hell of a human.

The tomatoes now glistened, a jewel-toned mosaic ready to be admired. While I was prepping the tomatoes, I sliced the baguette into thin pieces, each one a miniature stage for the vibrant topping. Toasting those was important—crispy, but not too dry. I didn’t want them to shatter at the first bite, but provide a satisfying crunch that would complement the softness of the tomatoes. As the slices toasted in the oven, a warm, yeasty aroma permeated the air, further fueling my anticipation.

Kyron turned to the priest and stared at him. "Our Father in Heaven, bless the food we got today. Bless all those who have made all the food items to be served on the table to fill our empty stomachs. Bless all the people who are still hungry and cannot enjoy food like us; let the hunger go away. Keep us away from darkness and mistakes, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen.” Zach puts the sign of the cross on himself. Then I put the same mark on Kyron and stroked his head. Meanwhile, Vincent was just stunned, looking at Zach, who had just finished praying before he ate.

I tossed everything on the side and sat on the table,I kissed Lena on her neck and also kissed Garry. Lena and Garry extended their hands,it took me awhile for me to realize that I was supposed to bid my hands to me. It was for us to pray, I have never prayed before,I don’t know what praying is or the importance of praying but I didn’t mind praying from now henceforth. Lena started praying. “Father in the name of Jesus, Thank you for this day thank you for this household,thank you for the meal we are about to receive.” I still couldn’t place the need of prayer over a meal?