The Regulars
Old friends, long memories, and a shop like family
Grandma Rose has the corner bakery for forty years.
In all that time, she has met many kind people.
Some customers have come to her shop since they were children.
Mr. Green is one of her oldest friends.
"I have bought bread here every week for thirty years," he said.
He comes because the bread reminds him of his late wife.
Mrs. Hill has visited the bakery almost every day.
She lives , so the shop is like her second home.
"I have never found a warmer place," she said with a smile.
A young student named Emi has studied here many afternoons.
She loves the quiet corner because it helps her think.
"Your cookies have helped me pass many exams," Emi laughed.
These regulars have shared their joys and their sorrows here.
They have laughed, cried, and grown up in this little shop.
The bakery is not just a store; it is a family.
But , Grandma Rose has looked very tired.
Her hands have become slow, and her back has .
The new station store has taken many of her customers.
One cold morning, the regulars saw a white paper on the door.
Mr. Green walked closer and read it slowly.
His face turned , and he did not speak.
Mrs. Hill came and read the paper too.
"Oh no," she whispered. "This cannot be true."
The paper said the bakery would very soon.