A Mother's Heart: A Story of Mary and Anne

Updated: Dec 7, 2020

Feeling a pang of loneliness, she turned the dough and rolled it beneath her hands, the yeasty aroma rising to her nose. It was a familiar scent—the fragrance of a home—but it reminded her that her home was empty these days. With a sigh, she dusted the flour from her hands and set the dough aside to rise. She picked up her broom. Usually Mary would have done the sweeping, but the youn