"Mrs. Collins?" Becca, my girl's bestie. She's off to CIA next year and she's helping me bake bread today. The kitchen is filled with sunshine, giggles, and vibrant, yeasty life. "Now, my sweet, we must wait." I put my powdery arm around her shoulder, holding her close. Turning, her eyes search mine. The kiss is sudden and short, more question than statement to me. My answering kiss
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