Strange Metal Baking Tool Brings Holiday Neighbors Together in Cozy Kitchen

at us?” Clara asked.

“No,” Marcus said, showing her the screen. “They are asking for the address.”

The front door opened again, letting in a draft of cold air that smelled of pine needles and car exhaust.

At three o’clock, the side door clicked open and Benjamin stepped into the kitchen, his leather briefcase held high to avoid a stray smear of white continue reading …