"Count the memories, not the calories."
Nothing says home like the smell of freshly baked bread. Except in Maya position, it's a bakery.
Maya (pronounced Mae-ya) is just a normal 18 year old girl helping her mother run their bakery, which is - simply called 'The Bakery'. It's a family business that has been going strong for 30 years.
It's extremely well known - to be honest, it's unlikely that Russia don't know about it by now. Everyone in Maya's old high school would badger her to get them free cakes so they could "throw them at the teachers" but everyone knows they wanted to stuff their faces. Maya never agreed. While she was in school, she was seen as smart, confident and kind, which would be a reasonable description of her. Over the year she's been in work, she managed to scrape up enough money to buy herself a small one-bedroom apartment in the city. Although she only has a couch and numerious baking supplies, she's making do for now.
But a sudden question hits her ... Is this really what she wants?