*******Anna*******
The days passed by with me settling back home, I had fallen back into my routine before I had left home for Stanford with the exception of the bakery. I spent most of my free time there, trying new recipes with Mom and Marge. At times Aunt Emily or Nana joined us to give us their input. Papa popped in once to check up on us and to get a slice of pie.
I was more than happy to be home but a nagging feeling was still at the back of my mind, I still had not told my mum about Damien and postponing it was not going to solve anything except shoot my anxiety through the roof.
I was currently in my room, it was night and I was wide awake. Today had been fun and exhausting, we had gone into town to deliver some pies to the shops and to people who had sent us orders before we c
