19 Chapter 19: An Old Face, Older Foes

---------- At the Bakery

Samantha laughed loudly at something one of the last customers had said. It was becoming a routine for her here at the bakery: to laugh and enjoy the life she was beginning to build for herself.

And she seemed not to be the only one who noticed. Wilma spoke to her one day as they were both refilling the canisters of coffee grounds and putting the unsold goods into airtight containers.

“Wellm if it’s not my own old eyes fogging up, but it seems to me you have gained quite the reputation in your—what, forty eight hours of being here?” Samantha laughed at the quizzical look Wilma gave her. “You might make me jealous with all the male attention you are getting, girl.”

“Male attention?” Samantha laughed at the preposterous statement and moved to inquire further. “What are you talking about, you silly woman?”