A Warm Sweet Scent

You suggested I go shopping, so I walked along the sidewalk toward the town square! That's when the sweetest, buttery smell drifted right into my nose. I followed it straight to a bakery window. Inside a wicker basket on the low sill sat rows of golden melon bread, still puffing tiny wisps of steam! I pressed two paws against the clear glass to inspect the neat crisscross patterns on top. I don't have coins just yet, but watching the baker arrange them with metal tongs felt wonderfully cozy!