Feeding Her by Eva Windsor

Feeding Her by Eva Windsor

Author:Eva Windsor [Windsor, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-14T16:00:00+00:00


Oblivious to the turmoil simmering in New York, Gray was having his own trouble. Finding a good pastry chef was proving impossible. Two applicants didn’t even know how to prepare pastry cream.

“But I’m great at following a recipe,” one assured him.

He was starting to wonder if he’d even be able to find one. It required technical baking skills and a creative eye—something there was plenty of in large cities, but New Canton was hardly a culinary Mecca.

“There has to be some old grandma who can make a mean macaroon,” Landon said when he got back to town and Gray told him about the trouble. “Or can you teach someone?”

Gray sighed, “The problem is, none of the old grandmas around here need jobs. And macaroons aren’t exactly my specialty either.”

“Seriously. Get a few of the old biddies,” Landon advised. “Get them to teach some young ones. They don’t even have to cook on the premises if transportation is an issue.”

“If you think it will work, I’ll try it.”

But the next person who came in for an interview was as far from an old biddie as Gray had ever seen. Landon looked equally surprised when Ana Monroe walked in, her resume in hand.

“You said she came from New Canton Retirement,” Gray murmured, taking in the slim blond who couldn’t have been a day over thirty.

Clearly overhearing them, she turned her large blue eyes to him and said, “I said I saw the ad at New Canton Retirement.” She brandished it at them now. “It didn’t say there was a minimum age requirement.” She frowned. “I’m not sure it’s legal if there is.”

“Anything is legal with the right lawyers,” Landon assured her.

“But,” Gray added hastily, “there isn’t an age requirement. We just assumed.”

“Oh,” she paused. “You know what they say about assumptions.”

“No,” Landon said pleasantly. “What do they say?”

Ana considered him for a long moment, and then thought better of explaining. “So is the job still open or did Thelma from assisted-living beat me to it?”

“It’s still open,” Gray said, and gestured toward the far booth where they’d been conducting interviews. “Please, sit down. Can I get you anything to drink?”

Gray got them all a round of sodas and came back to find Ana and Landon in a stare off.

“Baking science,” Landon was saying in a tone of patronizing amusement.

“Yes,” Ana said tightly. “With a bread and pastry emphasis.”

“That sounds great,” Gray said, and shot Landon a warning look, trying to communicate with his eyes that as long as Ana knew the difference between phyllo dough and puff pastry, she was going to get the job.

He scanned Ana’s resume and frowned. “Where is your previous experience?”

Ana shifted. “I don’t have any.”

“You went to the Kitchen Academy for fun?”

“I went because I like baking,” Ana said. “But I had a job.”

“As what?”

“This and that.”

Landon met Gray’s eyes. “I’m not sure you understand how interviews work, Ana. It makes me wonder if you really had a job.”

More gently, Gray asked, “Can you be more specific?”

Ana blew out her breath and spoke in a rapid monotone.



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