First I woke up on Saturday morning, and my mom said, “We have to deliver the bread otherwise it won’t be fresh”. So we we walked over to my neighbors house and rang the doorbell. No one answered, so we went home.
The next day we went to church and came home and my mom said, “Let’s go to Gloria’s house (my neighbor’s name). So we walk over and she greeted us and we gave her the Amish friendship bread with butterscotch chips. She was soooo grateful! She thanked me and went inside (mainly I think because it was cold) and tried some of the delicious bread. I gave her the coin, and she said that she would pass it on.