Baker
Madeline laid down on her bed. She had had a long day at the bakery. She looked at her hands covered in flour. She smelled them, and they smelled of yeast. Madeline smiled, tired but happy to be a baker.
She smelled them, and they smelled of yeast. She had had a long day at the bakery. She looked at her hands covered in flour. Madeline laid down on her bed. Madeline smiled, tired but happy to be a baker.