Flour Power Bakery with Ethan Sutter @ethansutter
There'd been a time in her life that routines had felt jarring. Too unfamiliar in a household where she could never predict what would happen from one day to the next. But from the moment the twins had been born she'd tried to craft some semblance of normality, a steadiness she'd never had. And now that she had Inez, the habit had continued. There was no denying that the certainty of it all brought her comfort, reassurance that she did have her grasp firmly on life.
She went to the same places on the same day and it suited her perfect, her daughter looked forward to specific things on guaranteed days of the week and today it was her favourite baked goods. Her trips to Flour Power were usually smooth, the staff now knowing her order for the most part. Except a couple further ahead in line had no intention of keeping it uneventful. Their argument echoed within the baker and she could do nothing but watch them. Eyes were glued to them as the woman angrily shoved her freshly purchased pastry into the man's face. At that point Bea's mouth fell open as she watched them both storm out, a hush having fallen over the whole store.
Lips were pressed together in an attempt not to laugh. People fighting shouldn't have been so amusing but they'd been so much larger than life with it that it'd felt like something out of a movie. As she glanced around her eyes locked with an almost familiar face, feeling like she'd seen him around before she took a gamble on a quietly spoken pun. "Thank god that's all loafer." Brow arched as she posed her next question, voice filled with faux seriousness despite the deeply unserious words that came from her next. "Do you think their relationship is toast or just crumbling?" As she worked to keep her poker face her eyes betrayed her, crinkling slightly as she tried to make light of the situation.
