I was hoping to find something more like what my mom and dad had in their bakery.
[She missed them, but she also missed the way the bakery smelled and just being in that same atmosphere might actually be calming. Having been taken, uprooted and placed another place was not the easiest thing in the world. But, then again, she would keep trying to figure things out.
She small tidbit about his sister and having to take care of her did catch her notice, but she wasn't going to push him to talk more about himself if he told her or gave her an idea. But, then again she hadn't noticed he had slipped because to her talking about each other was normal.]
You have a sister? I've always wondered what it would be like to have siblings, but it's just my mom, dad and I. Also, remind me to take you with me when I go looking for fabric.