Chapter Nineteen
Jamey pulled Brodie’s truck up to the back door, cut the engine, and grabbed the box of steaming biscuits from the front seat. Pink clouds streaked the early morning sky as she hurried into the kitchen. She had just under an hour to prepare early breakfast for Mason and his crew before they headed out to survey the bison herd with Blake. The rest of the guests would want later breakfast before they left for the county fair.
Placing Dottie’s biscuits in the warming oven, she set to work on her newest scone formula. If these passed Mason’s taste test, then maybe she could stop sneaking out to Dottie’s every time she needed decent pastries. The woman’s gloating smile irked her to no end. And this morning, Dottie made sure to point out that last year she won all three baking
