The Blue Dress Revenge

ains, a place I vaguely remembered from a brief

l. The air smelled of

ge with a neglected g

a fortune, but it was enough to live simply for

ning tools, se

planting, coaxing life

to please Julian, became calloused

, one weed pulled, one

town's popular bakery and cafe to get a coffee. The place

with kind eyes and flour d

a second, a flicker of

, his voice hesit

art s

on had ever c

spered, my e

the group home, the one who had been a prote

r, but his eyes were

counter, wiping his

ide smile spreading across his fac

Tears of relief, of a

e," I said, a small, w

e said gently. "It's goo

ter all these yea

s bustling bakery, I started to feel som

o