headquarters with my small box, lea

e down. It was a photo of Sarah and me, taken on the day we

taken it, t

lid the photo out. I folded it once, t

A hollow gesture

saw Janice from accounting watch

was heartbroken, a jilt

t

ine. No ghosts of shared dreams, no ling

ng I did was

nd I had lived in, was tec

come from an inheritance from my grandmothe

he'd always treated it as her domain, redecorating c

baking equipment took up too

t neighborhood are selling like hotcakes, Mr

n, funded by the bakery's success

it that a

ning, over asking price

cce

a heavy coat I hadn't

s ago, laughing with Leo in the kitchen,

spiratorial smile on her face. "He'd be happy with lin

to me for a split second, a hint

wasn't just financia