At 10:23, a gust of wind pushed rain against the windows harder. The light in the bakery dimmed; a ribbon of sunlight found its way through a break in the clouds, striking the knife rack and catching on flecks of flour. Simon snapped a photograph not of the counter or the tart, but of the way Daisy's hands held the radio. He told her afterwards that he was trying to capture how people carry small comforts.

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