Melody’s POV
Misses Craig led me upstairs to a guest suite that looked like a war zone of makeup and tulle; women going about in different states of dress, preparing. “Sarah should be right up soon, their dress rehearsal went perfectly.” Misses Craig brought me over to an empty spot of the room with a chair and a small table. “And I have to admit, the grooms cake tasted tolerable.”
I beamed at the old woman; that coming from Misses Craig was high praise. “Thank you very much. If you like, we sell the same almond cake at the bakery as well in smaller sizes.” I raised an eyebrow at her and smiled, a slight tease to the old woman.
“Hm, we’ll see.” Misses Craig scampered off, leaving me by herself.
I’ll have her into desserts soon enough I chuckled to myself. I began to unpack my scant bit
