Chapter 12
DanaSaturday Morning, November 7th
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I took a shift at the bakery the next morning while Faye watched Jef at our house. The storm had passed in the night but there was a lot of debris laying around on the sidewalks and the streets. As I walked the two blocks to the shop, I saw a lot of the locals out attempting to clean up. Our own yard had suffered a little blown in damage but, because most of our trees were toward the back of the lot, we were among the luckier ones.
The store and the bakery both had generators so they had power. Hannah couldn’t run her big convection ovens but she was making due with stock she had on hand and what her gas powered ovens could produce. When I walked in, she was serving free coffee and donuts with a smile on her face to people, not wor
