The Baker Novels & Stories

she smiled, packing the fish before handing me the bag. "I added some extra for ya," she said, smiling. "You're the best," I said, waving my hand goodbye before moving to the next stall. "Thalia! I baked your favorite bread. Come and take some for you and Lucille." I turned around to the voice calling me and saw Boris, the neighborhood's very talented baker, calling me over to his shop. I looked at the honey croissants on display and smiled in delight. "Lucille's going to love this," I said, already imagining her reaction. "I'll buy five."

Anyway, I've moved on from that phase of my life and I found someone new, someone that makes me top of this world. I don't know what he feels about me, but my feelings for him are getting stronger and stronger day by day. And I know, this is so wrong because I am not being truthful with him. Suddenly, Paul's fingers snapped at me to attract my attention. I rotate my face, and he just enters the bakery. Paul is the owner of the bakery and I work in the bakery as a wedding cake baker. You hear that, when life gives you lemons, you will make lemonade. Exactly, like that I have nothing but lemons, so

Okay, that must be his target; Gonzalo swallowed. He approached the man cautiously, unsure if his presence was welcome. Before he could speak, the baker whirled around, his eyes widening in surprise upon sighting him. "Can I help you, sir?" the baker inquired, his voice gruff but friendly. He clearly mistook Gonzalo for a customer. "Actually," Gonzalo began, "I…" Suddenly, the baker's booming voice cut him off, "Where are those pastries, boys? We've got a hungry customer waiting here!"