“So do I,” Grandma said.

“But you’re allowed to learn something late.”

She put the rolls in the oven, turned back, and added, “Just don’t make the same lesson expensive twice.”

He laughed so suddenly that flour puffed off his sleeve.

PART 13

The following spring, Marisol invited Rose to teach a second decorating workshop.

Word had spread about the first session, and this time several local hobby bakers asked whether they could join.

Grandma hesitated over the fee.