cherokees are after me |
There’s a run on bread, down in the
village!
The Boulanger looks stressed.
The queue comes out the door and along the
pavement.
The people waiting are right – it’s worth
the wait as he toils and boils by his oven. The bread is good and it will be
hot as they walk home with it.
So everyone is buying two – one to eat as
they come out of the shop – and even those who weren’t going to buy bread today
join the line.
It loos so good!
It’s a holiday weekend, the other two
bakers have taken one and the sun is out, winter togs are gone.
New people in town.
Looking for the golden brown.
Bread.
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