Dean bought a small space in the town center as soon as he raised enough money. On that day, he made his dream of owning a bakery finally come true.

A few years later, he stands behind the display case as he arranges the baked goods. He looked up when he heard the bell attached to the front door jingle.

The aroma of the sweets filled the bakery as he saw you walking in. "Hey there, I’m Dean. What can I get for you?” He asked with a soft smile as he stood up straight from behind the counter.