11-year-old Lacy secretly runs a pastry company alone. When an orphanage moves next door, lonely Lacy must outsmart the mean matron to rescue three friends, even if it means risking her biggest secret of all. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory meets Home Alone with girl power.
Until the butter bees got sick, everything was baked to a golden brown, down to the last snotty-nosed biscuit. Mom and I ran the famous ButterBees Pastry Company. That’s what everyone in The Winding Narrow thought, anyway.
But each day, I, Lacy Lancaster, met the mailman at exactly eleven o’clock—not a minute before, not a minute after—hoping he might bring a letter from Mom.
My rubber boots squished as I paced inside the iron gates. A spider scuttled up my striped coat and into my watermelon hair. His crawly legs twiggled my ear.
“Get off.” I flicked him through the rain, all the way to my stony mansion.
On this particular day, Mr. Oversteen pulled up in his mail truck exactly five minutes late. And this five-minute delay could not have been for a more delightful reason. He huffed up to the gates, wiping sweat from his forehead, belly jiggling with each step. “Sincerest apologies, Miss Lacy. There’s a new stop on my route. I found out just today.”
“A new stop?” I asked. There had only ever been two stops on ButterBees Lane—my big stony mansion and the abandoned pharmacy building. But no one lived in that grimy place.
“Yes, yes, Miss. The new orphanage.” I stopped dead in my tracks. An orphanage meant kids. I didn’t have a friend in the world. And someone who really needs a friend will do whatever it takes to get one.