Three months later…
"What exactly did Greg say these were supposed to be?"
"Rabbits," Pandora replied.
Regis turned the bread over in his hand. Greg had pinched the dough to make the ears. One had folded over the other in the oven, giving the poor creature a rather impressive nose.
"Lea put them in the window yesterday," Pandora told him. "A little boy wanted the pig. Greg spent quite a while trying to find out which one he meant."
Regis looked at the bun again. "I think I found it."
By the time they reached the Midas storeyard, Pandora had finished telling him how the little boy eventually walked out with two rabbits and a sincere apology for the missing pig.
Regis was still laughing when he lifted the latch. He stepped aside to let her through. Three months ago, getting here had meant asking Aurelia for a carriage. Today they had walked all the way from the bakery and his breakfast was still warm.
