Catherine Smith
I sigh, giving a small smile, understanding that Lary isn't saying anything to harm me, not to mention that I've been complaining since I got here.
— It's okay, my friend, I understood everything you meant, and I'll stop lamenting. — I finally respond.
— That's the attitude and smile I love to see! — she exclaims, drawing the attention of the customers in the bakery. — What? I'm just cheering up a friend, haven't you ever done that? — she asks everyone staring at us, and I feel like sinking into my chair.
— Lary! — I call her out.
— Sorry, my friend, but people tend to be shocked by others' happiness. — she shrugs, and I shake my head.
— You're something else, Lary. — I say, laughing.
Her smile becomes even broader.
— Now, remember everything I told you, I'm going t
