Chapter 17
By that afternoon, the aroma of ginger, cinnamon, and cloves filled the inn. All manner of delicious-looking delicacies were arriving cradled in the arms of the contestants. Imani and Jamir had just removed three gingerbread loaves from the oven, and Kristy was decorating gingerbread cookies.
“As soon as you’re ready, bring your entries into the ballroom,” Ivy said, glancing around the buzzy kitchen.
Ivy had changed into a deep-green sweater dress and matching short suede boots with furry tops. Just for fun, she added textured, snowflake-patterned tights. She was feeling festive and looking forward to kicking off this new event. She hoped it would become an annual affair.
Jamir was smoothing creamy frosting over the gingerbread loaves. “We’ll be right there,” he said. “You’r
