The Art of French Pastry

In tears, I begged him not
to mention the accident to
Jean Clauss and told him
how much trouble I would
get into. Luckily the man’s
car wasn’t damaged, so he
just huffed and drove
away.
I parked the triporteur
and inspected the cake. It
was smashed. I continued
on to the home of the
woman who had ordered