Chapter 55 

A week Later. 

“And that would be our favorite mailman,” Lexa chimes, making me look up. Micheal, the local mailman, steps into the bakery, a letter clutched under his arm as the bell above the door rings. I can’t help the smile that splits onto my face. I loved the locals here and knew most by name now. 

It was also obvious they knew exactly what I was but never said anything, which just proved everything Jake was telling the women was a lie. They didn’t care as long as we weren’t causing trouble. 

“Hey, Elena,” he smiles softly. Micheal was around my mother’s age. Every day I was working at the bakery, he stopped in to buy some of Sondra’s mini cheesecakes. Smil ing, I get up from my stool behind the counter. The boys were asleep in their rockers by my feet, and Micheal peers over the edge of the counter. “There they are,” he coos, and I smile, getting his usual order ready. 

“Sondra not in today?” he asks. 

“No, she said she was feeling tired today,” I tell him, pass ing him the paper bag with the two lemon cheesecakes that he usually gets. He takes the bag, passing me over the A4 en 

1 184 Vouchers velope. Yet, as I went to set it down, I noticed it had my name on it and not hers. 

of the af ternoon, and my breast was killing me. I still needed to pick up another tin of formula on the way home too. Yet I knew I had plenty of milk with the way they slept all afternoon. I ex pressed and breastfed every chance I got, yet sometimes my supply was low, so

as I turn the sign to closed on the door. We had hoped she

know, but I am starting to worry,” I admit.

She had been reminding me every time I picked up the phone that mom said she would call us and not to call her. Yet, I had this sickening feeling that something was

“Maybe?” 

I sigh, know ing she is right, instead opening the glass cabinet where the

children that lived on the ranch. Once I had boxed everything and

she looks up from the box she was unpacking. Her curly hair gets caught in her glasses as she blows out a breath. “Hey, Elena,” she calls as | make my way down

shelves. “Let me check, I just got an order in, it was six days late,” she tells me.

help with?” I ask her. “Really?’ she

need formula, and you need help, so why not,” I tell her, grabbing the first box. However, as Taylor starts marking stuff off. We find half her order is miss ing and despite unpacking what

the baby section which still is empty, not even dia pers came in. Luckily, I had plenty of those, plus

see if I can get

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