Chapter 18
The oven dinged, pulling me out of the book I was reading. The smell of sugar and cinnamon filled my nostrils as I pulled out the last batch of cinnamon rolls from the oven.
I brought out the three trays topping them each with different glazes. The first one was with the classic powdered sugar glaze, the second with a cream cheese frosting and the last with the customer's favourite caramel pecan topping.
Pleased with how they looked I ran to grab my phone to take a picture of them to post on the bakery's Instagram account. Even though everything else was going bad at least I still had this.
I hear voices as I exit the kitchen, trying to maintain my balance and not slip with how heavy the tray is.
A customer.
I smile and I'm about I ask her what she wants to buy when Darius steps in.
"Welcome to Rea's bakery, how may I help you" he asks totally ignoring me.
He still wasn't talking to me.
It had been two weeks and he still want talking to me.
