The next morning Ivy woke up promptly at 4:00 like she did each day and went through her usual morning routine. Opening her closet, her hand reached for another dress, light green with small white rosebuds and ¾ sleeves for it was getting chilly outside, but her hand stopped.

"Maybe you need a bigger size?" The words sharp and cruel in her mind as she remembered yesterday morning.

Ivy's hand fell limply to her side. She closed her closet and opened the other side where all of her sweaters hung.

She quickly pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and pulled out her favorite sweater. It was red with a maple leaf in the center, but most importantly it was big. She had gotten it from Mattie a few years ago as a birthday present.

Ivy sighed wistfully, "It's such a shame that he's gay."

She giggled as she pulled on the sweatshirt; today was the day that she finally got to meet his boyfriend.

Ivy finished brushing out her long hair and held it back with a white band; she turned and looked at her clock, 4:25. She smiled, "perfect, right on time."

She walked out of her apartment, keys in hand, and walked a short distance to the building next door. The words Something Sweet greeted her like they did every morning. Humming softly, she opened the door and walked to the back kitchen to start her favorite part of the day once again.

Ivy pulled out her childhood cookbook and skimmed the pages.

"How about red velvet cupcakes with whipped cream frosting?" she said to herself.

"That sounds great!" a voice said enthusiastically behind her.

Ivy let out a startled gasp and quickly turned around, a spoon was in her hand and she pointed the "weapon" at the intruder.

She heard a loud laugh and slowly opened her eyes that were squished together in fear. It was Alfred, the delivery boy and more importantly, Matthew's twin brother.

Ivy let out a sigh of relief, "morning, Al, do you have my supplies?"

Alfred grinned proudly and hoisted two huge bags of leftover bread from the other local bakeries.

"Yup, got'em all right here!" His smile never faltered as Ivy said,

"Thank you very much; I'll see you tomorrow morning."

There was a pause, and his smile fell slightly, so slight that you had to really look to see it and of course, Ivy being Ivy, she already had her back turned taking out ingredients from her cupboards.

"Maybe sooner than that," he mumbled under his breath and turned around anticipating the coming day.