Our Daily Bread Store holiday special page 1 by ric Gustafson
Fran took a sip of her coffee and stared across Highway 86. " What do you think George?".
" Well, as your grandson and your accountant" the young man said as the sun beat down on him. " It's possible".
" Great". She smiled at her grandson. " I've wanted to own my own bread store since I was a little girl".
He wiped his brow. " Did your mother enjoy baking bread?".
" Oh yes". She adjusted her red hat and stared across the busy highway. " Every day I would come home from school, I would smell fresh bread".
" And that has always been your dream?".
" Yes". She kissed her grandson on the cheek. " Thank you for helping me fulfill my dream".
" You're welcome Grandma".
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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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