Author: strawberriesandtophats
Description: The scent of rising dough faded from her clothes and hair and powdered sugar no longer dotted her forearms. Sadie didn’t have to think about waking up in the middle of the night to start baking or how many napkins she had to order this week. No more 12-hour shifts because Lars had decided to skip. No more endless mopping the floor and wiping the counter. No more thumping the coffee machine to make it work. Because she'd damn well left the Big Donut for good.Be the Real Thing (Don‘t Be Just a Ghost)