Chapter 14
Tuesday Afternoon, December 1st
Hannah’s Bakery
Morelville, Ohio
“Your little trees look so good,” Hannah told Morgan.
“Thanks.” The other woman didn’t even look up from where she sat in front of a butcher block work table, putting together decorated Christmas trees made of fondant and candy embellishments.
“Everything okay?” Hannah asked.
At first, Morgan didn’t respond but, when she realized the baker was still standing by, waiting for her answer, she glanced up and, giving her a small smile, she said, “Sure. It’s fine.”
The timer on the convection oven pinged. Hannah scurried to it and drew out the final tray of cupcakes. They smelled heavenly of orange and spice. She breathed the scent in deeply as she moved the tray to a rack to cool.
They’d debated for several min
