The Chef

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I thought I'd have my bakery in Chicago forever but it all disappeared in a single afternoon. Everything gone-my family business my home my future. What was I supposed to do? As a young single woman in the 1880s there were very few options.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Fortunately my twin sister Suzanne had moved to Tombstone and built a business of her own with her husband. She wrote that her husband's best friend needed to get married fast to get a loan to open his fancy restaurant and would I consider it. I missed her enough and was desperate enough to say yes. The only problem was she didn't tell him I was an accomplished baker in my own right-and that's not what he had in mind at all.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When I stepped off the stagecoach it was shocking. Tombstone was nothing like what I expected. I'd pictured cactus and dust and lots of gunfights. So as I passed by the Grand Hotel the library the schoolhouse and even an ice cream parlor I thought maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I got to meet the six Archer sisters and their grumpy widowed father and they embraced me like one of their own. I thought things were going well but the shock on Tripp's face when Suzanne introduced me-her identical twin-had me praying that he wouldn't send me straight back to Chicago. Nothing was waiting for me there but heartache and starvation and I resolved to do my best to help him make his fancy restaurant a success. That is if he'd let me.</span></p><p></p>