Chapter 12

“We’re going to begin in the kitchen and living room,” I told Max. “You need to clean out everything you want to keep and have it put in storage for the time being.”

We’d met again for lunch, this time at Monique’s Bakery and Café, one of the places I loved and had to hold myself back from. As I often told friends, I could gain ten pounds just walking by the cafe and taking a deep breath.

While I craved Monique’s baked goods, I twitched every time I stepped into the place. It sat at the end of a tiny group of stores built during the 1980s. Someone had told me the bakery and cafe had originally been a pharmacy with a tiny soda counter. Gradually the soda counter had expanded into a cafe and the pharmacy was pushed out. Unfortunately, Monique’s retained every one of the tables and chairs from its origins. I itched to redecorate.