❀ Amy ❀
The knock at the door came precisely at five in the morning. But I was ready, so I immediately opened the door for Jessica. There was only one person in my life who was brave – or possibly caffeinated – enough to show up at the crack of dawn with a baking tray under one arm and a smile that bordered on criminal. Jessica. My life saver.
“Thank you for coming,” I said as I let her in and shut the door behind her.
“You said you needed me, so here I am. Ready to bake to impress,” she said softly.
“Still, I didn’t expect you to be on time,”
“I’m nothing if not punctual,” she said as she swept past me into the kitchen. “You said five. I brought cinnamon. You are welcome,”
“And I said five in the way people say, ‘let’s do lunch sometime.’ I didn’t think you would actually take it
