Chapter 7
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I stayed away from the bakery after that, as much as it pained me, and got my baked goods—mediocre as they were—from the grocery store. For one thing, I didn’t want to see Bryce, and for another, I didn’t want to run into René, once he was well again, until I was ready to sign off on the shop.
By April, the job was completed, and I prepared the documents for René to sign on a Sunday afternoon in the diner. We’d already done a walkthrough, everything kept strictly business despite his attempts at more, then I’d left him to do a closer inspection on his own after that.