Natalie

“You got it bad girl.” Mia laughs as she starts making herself a sandwich. It always amazes me how quickly her hands fly. It’s almost as if her creations are works of art. People come from all over the area just to get one of them. “I’ve never seen you smile as you’re making pastries.”

“What do you mean?” I ask, laughing back at her. “I’m always happy to be here.”

“You might be happy to be here every day, but there’s a huge ...