[When the bakery opens on Tuesday morning, the same employee is working the register, but there's someone else in back baking. The blonde head bowed over the kneading table is familiar to regular (long-term) customers of the bakery, and it can be noted that the offerings are once again just a little bit better than they have been for the past few months. She talks to just a few people to confirm that she'll be helping with the baking but not with the register. And that it's a trial basis.
Though the bakery is still open for its usual hours, the baker is gone by noon.
The sorts of people that gossip will note among themselves that she goes straight from the bakery to the preschool to pick up the adorable little daughter of that one veterinarian - you know, the one that works with the farms. And did you know? Apparently they're living together. Oh, that's
old news, she's been there for months, where have
you been? She doesn't look as sick, so at least there's that, though her shirt is far too big on her. Don't be stupid, that's obviously not her shirt. Did you hear...?]