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The Baker of Brennan #9
Her poor bakery. Those two trees they managed to pull out of the wreckage already must have been flung by the wind. Rose shuddered at the thought of what kind of force it took to do that, and was glad...
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The Baker of Brennan #11
“Is it supposed to look like that?” Rose scowled as she regarded the slice of oat bread still steaming on the counter. “It’s the best I could do with what I’ve got. Would you like to try your hand at...
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The Baker of Brennan #13
The door creaked open and banged shut to announce Kent returning again. “Everybody says the fruit stuff is good. I think it’s motivating them to work faster.” Ada pulled the last clean pan out of the...
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The Baker of Brennan #15
Unknown title and artist, c. 1560 The Howling Coyotes certainly looked impressive. Rose and Ada came running as soon as Kent burst in to tell them about the arrival. The Countess had returned, riding...
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The Baker of Brennan #16
Flour, glorious flour. Rose wanted to rip one of the sacks open and run her hands through it. “Never really notice how great a thing is until you haven’t got any,” she muttered, patting the sack....
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The Baker of Brennan #17
“I had an interesting conversation with the Sheriff this afternoon.” Scott picked at a chunk of bread from one of the first loaves made with the new flour. His plate sat empty, cleaned of even the...
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The Baker of Brennan #20
Rose paced. She sat and stood and sat and stood. When her stomach growled, she poked at her dinner without taking her eyes off Scott’s for more than five seconds. How dare he go missing? Was it really...
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The Baker of Brennan #21
Rose sat in the tavern, several woman huddled around her. Most of their husbands and brothers had run off to join the Sheriff in his search for Scott and whatever killed that man in the sheep pen. Not...
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The Baker of Brennan #9
Her poor bakery. Those two trees they managed to pull out of the wreckage already must have been flung by the wind. Rose shuddered at the thought of what kind of force it took to do that, and was glad...
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The Baker of Brennan #11
“Is it supposed to look like that?” Rose scowled as she regarded the slice of oat bread still steaming on the counter. “It’s the best I could do with what I’ve got. Would you like to try your hand at...
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The Baker of Brennan #13
The door creaked open and banged shut to announce Kent returning again. “Everybody says the fruit stuff is good. I think it’s motivating them to work faster.” Ada pulled the last clean pan out of the...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Baker of Brennan #15
Unknown title and artist, c. 1560 The Howling Coyotes certainly looked impressive. Rose and Ada came running as soon as Kent burst in to tell them about the arrival. The Countess had returned, riding...
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The Baker of Brennan #16
Flour, glorious flour. Rose wanted to rip one of the sacks open and run her hands through it. “Never really notice how great a thing is until you haven’t got any,” she muttered, patting the sack....
View ArticleThe Baker of Brennan #17
“I had an interesting conversation with the Sheriff this afternoon.” Scott picked at a chunk of bread from one of the first loaves made with the new flour. His plate sat empty, cleaned of even the...
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The Baker of Brennan #20
Rose paced. She sat and stood and sat and stood. When her stomach growled, she poked at her dinner without taking her eyes off Scott’s for more than five seconds. How dare he go missing? Was it really...
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The Baker of Brennan #21
Rose sat in the tavern, several woman huddled around her. Most of their husbands and brothers had run off to join the Sheriff in his search for Scott and whatever killed that man in the sheep pen. Not...
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