CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
“This is so coincidental. The last thing I ever expected was to have a neighbor working in the same place I’m supposed to interview for,” She bubbled as she pulled her car outside the bakery.
“Yeah. I know. I’m also surprised Mrs. Ballard was looking to hire someone. She never said anything about it,” I commented as I stepped outside. I had to admit she was pretty nice and friendly.
“I guess I’m just lucky,” she said as we walked inside the café.
Ben was sitting behind the cashier desk, his head placed firmly between his palms with his face scrunched in pain. I smiled as I walked toward him, purposefully knocking the desk with my knuckles.
“You are killing me,” He groaned, my smirk deepening.
“Morning to you too Ben. Is your mum in already? She has
