"I'll buy it!" I blurted out and it came out of my mouth just like that. I wasn't thinking of it. Not even in my wildest dream. But just as it came out of my mouth, I realised that it was actually something that was my deepest desire. Something that immediately pulled at me. Didn't I always wanted a little place like this for myself? Wasn't it something I always dreamed of?
But still...owning my own bakery? How was I going to do that? I have never even lead team debates in school. How was I going to run my own bakery? And money...what about the money? Where would I get so much money? But deep down I felt an innate pull inside me. This place was a safe home for me. So many memories of Noah...of Magda...all the happy times. And to see it being torn apart for a stupid grocery store or super
