An old family recipe, three sisters, a bakery and the desire to spread sweetness through the world. But can this help her get the love that has been haunting her dreams, filling her with passion? It’s possible, if she can only believe.
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
The Cathedral of St. Michael, the Arch Angel, is down the street from the bakery where I work. The bakery that I am part owner of. I go there on my lunch break, sit out front, have my lunch and then, I go inside and light a candle. Whom I light the candle for changes daily. Friends, family, strangers I have seen that day who have sorrow in their eyes, a stooped back from carrying the weight of life.
Sometimes I simply light a candle for hope. I never light them for myself, I was told you cannot or should not do that. Being selfish is a sin and so, the candles I light are for someone else. Always. When I have eaten, lit the candle, prayed, I take the long way back to the bakery. It’s not that I don’t want to go back, that I dislike the job, I just like to be out and among the people. I like the faces, the voices. I like to be with them as much as I can.
There are many people who come into the bakery, but they seem to get quiet, they hush as they look at the display case, the hundreds of pastries and cakes, pies, cookies. The…
