17: Juliet.

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Many months later… “Look at this line!” my sister squeals with excitement. I have a booth set up at the town fair this year with my sign—Sweet Treat by Julie Hunters—hanging over the front. It was a surprise from Graham this morning, and I might have cried. I even have a few girls running the booth for me since I prefer to bake. I’m not sure how great I’d be at customer interaction, plus I know I’m going to need extra hands with how things have been going. “I know, it’s crazy to me.” It’s only been eight months since I started this venture. When the coffee shop in town, Brew Up, started selling my treats, it exploded. They ran out of stock every day, and people wanted to place orders as well. It was overwhelming at first, but my sweet, supportive husband went and added a catering kitch

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