Read Online Six Days: Book One in the SIX Series by Randileigh Kennedy - Free Book Online

go, I wondered if I would have gotten
up in that moment and left.
                “Well, since we all know already that you have Mallory,
you should go first,” Megan stated, passing me the old wooden box she held in
her hands. Megan had helped me fill out my card earlier that day, just to make
sure I understood how this worked.
                “Alright Mallory,” I began, clearing my throat. “Maybe
this is obvious. Maybe you saw this coming, I don’t know. I dare you to open
your bakery full-time, seven days a week. I dare you to make it your career,
not just your side hobby. Not just opening an extra day here and there, but I
mean every day. I know you’re worried about getting enough business to make it
work, but now that I’m here, I’d like to help. We can take shifts and split up
the days, and I can…”
            Mallory interrupted me before
I could finish. “Oh Addie, I’m not ready yet. That terrifies me. The shop isn’t that busy yet, and what if it doesn’t work? I can’t just jump on that
ship right now. People don’t even really know the shop exists just yet. I’m
just experimenting really, messing around with some small orders. I would
probably need at least another year, if not more. I would have to really build up business for that to work.”
            “I thought you couldn’t say
no?” I said with a little waiver in my voice. “Mallory, I know you can do it. We can do it. You’re ready.”
                Tears welled up in Mallory’s eyes. “You really think so?”
she asked, her voice sounding uncertain. “Like quit my real job and only bake?”
                “Well, it’s too late now to ask that, I wrote it down on
this very official piece of paper,” I said, holding up my little folded up note
card. I placed it in the box.
                Mallory smiled, though I could tell she still felt
uncertain about the whole thing. In all the time we spent together the last few
weeks I knew that was what she ultimately wanted to do with the shop, but for
some reason she was always second-guessing her ability to make that transition.
It seemed ridiculous to me though, given most of the work was already done. The
shop was beautiful and she clearly knew how to make amazing desserts. I had
sampled everything she produced and had no complaints. I really couldn’t think
of a single reason why she shouldn’t be open every day. I suddenly thought of
all of the fake desserts and smiled, wondering what she would do with all of
them once her bakery cases were filled with real food.
                “Okay Mallory, you’re now a full-time baker. That’s
pretty sweet,” Steve poked her arm. “You should have known someone would push
you into that sooner or later. You’re too good not to be focusing on it
full-time. I agree with Addie, you are totally ready,” Steve finished.
                The entire group nodded their heads.
    “What
if people don’t come?” Mallory said, still sounding a little nervous. "People
don't even know I exist."
                “You already built this beautiful amazing shop. It makes
me crazy that you’re not open to the general public every day. It really is
crazy. We have time to build up business, I promise Mal. You’re doing this and
it will be great,” I said, reassuring her. She smiled.
                “Okay Mal, your turn,” Steve said, grabbing the box from
me and handing it to Mallory.
                “Well,” Mallory began, holding up her note card. “I have
Johnny.”
                “ Oooh ,” the crowd said in
unison, looking in his direction.
                “Oh come on guys, you know I’m always up for this. What
have you got?” Johnny replied, turning towards Mallory.
                “Johnny, don’t hate me for this one. But I think it’s
important,” Mallory spoke, her voice sounding very