Belle nodded.“As long as Mrs.Johnson keeps me in supplies, I’ll bake whatever you men want.”

“I want strawberry shortcake,” another man said.“Everett bragged to us about your strawberry shortcake, but there hasn’t been any here at the store.”The huge, lumbering man actually pouted that he hadn’t received a taste of the sweet treat.

Belle laughed.“I’ll make snickerdoodles tomorrow, and on Monday, at ten in the morning, I’ll bring in strawberry shortcake.Mrs.Johnson can provide individual servings to anyone who brings in their own plate.”

The man grinned at her.“I think we like it that the bossman has a wife now.I’ll be here.”

Belle waited until the men had left before purchasing more flour, sugar, and cinnamon.“I think I could bake full time and never make the men around here happy.”

“Oh, you’re certainly right about that.”Katie marked everything down on her ledger as Belle left the store.

Belle smiled as she made the short stroll home.She’d worried she would be bored, but that wasn’t the case.Alaska was where she wanted to be.