The villa was quiet. Too quiet, Aaron thought as he stood in the living room, glancing around at the spacious interior. The high ceilings, the large windows that let in streams of natural light—it was a far cry from the cramped apartment they had left behind. But despite the beauty and comfort of the villa, a sense of restlessness gnawed at him.
It had only been a day since they moved, but it felt like a lifetime. Uncle Joe and Aunt Mary were both busy running the existing bakery, putting in long hours to make sure the transition to the new café would go smoothly. Sally had school and her own activities to occupy her time. That left Aaron with little to do, and after the whirlwind of packing, moving, and settling in, he was suddenly left with a void he didn't know how to fill.
