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frustrating thing was the fact that she didn't have enough employees to make it all happen easily.
Jeff would tell her that was the least of her problems. She didn't have any business for the bakery and she was already trying to hire more employees. Heck, she didn't even have a finished building. It wouldn't come together for months. But it was so exciting to think about starting a new project, she could hardly contain herself.
"I'm done," Andrew said, coming out to the living room. "Can I turn the movie back on?"
"What do you think?" she asked.
"Not until everybody is done," he grumped.
"Exactly. Get your book out and read quietly or something."
"I just wanted her to see the whole thing before we have to go home tonight."
"The movie will be here the next time Kayla comes over and I'm sure you'll remember where you left off."
"Okay. Can I go down to my desk?"
"Why do you want to do that?"
"I dunno. Just something to do."
"Where's the book you're going to read?"
"In my backpack."
"The girls won't be that much longer. Why don't you bring your book out here and read with me. You and Obiwan can have the other couch."
"Fine." Andrew slopped his feet across the floor back to the dining room and then came back, dragging the backpack behind him.
"If you scratch the floor because you're being a poop, I'm siccing Henry on you," she said.
He picked the pack up and carried it to the sofa and sat down.
"What's up with you, anyway?" Polly asked.
"Nothing."
"Nothing really? Or nothing you don't want to tell me about it."
"Nothing."
"That's helpful."
He whispered at Polly, "Is she coming here every day?"
That was it! He was jealous of Rebecca's time. Polly wondered if he noticed the crush Rebecca had on his older brother. That would just kill him.
"Who knows how often she'll come here, but wouldn't you rather she had a safe place to go after school than wander around town by herself?"
"I guess. But ... oh nothing."
"I get it, Andrew. But trust me. More friends are more interesting than just one friend. You might find that you really like her."
"I like her fine. She's just a girl, but she doesn't know all the stuff that Rebecca and I do here."
"Then you'll have to teach her."
A knock at the front door of the apartment startled both of them.
"I got it," Andrew said and ran to open the door. Rachel was standing there with a slip of paper in her hand.
"What's up, Rachel?" Polly asked. "Come on in."
"You're supposed to call Kayla's sister at the convenience store. She didn't know how else to get in contact with you." She walked over to hand Polly the piece of paper. "That's her cell phone."
"Did she say anything?"
"No, she just wanted you to call her. She said it was important."
"Okay, thanks for bringing this up to me. When are you heading over to the winery?"
Rachel smiled. "In an hour. I can't wait. I haven't seen the whole place yet. Billy said we could go some Thursday night during the summer. They're going to have musicians and wine tastings and stuff."
"That will be fun. Okay, thanks for this. I'd better find out what she wants."
Polly took out her phone as Rachel pulled the door shut behind her. After dialing the number, she waited for someone to answer.
"It's Stephanie," the girl said.
"Hi, Stephanie, this is Polly Giller over at Sycamore House. You called?"
"Yeah. I'm so, so sorry, but I have to work another shift tonight and I don't know what to do with Kayla. Maybe she could just walk over here and stay while I work?"
"She can stay with us and you can pick her up when you're done. What time will that be?"
"Not until eleven thirty."
"She won't get home until eleven thirty?"
"I know. It's bad, but there isn't anyone else to work here. I have to stay."
"I get that, but wow. Eleven thirty?"
"I don't know what else to do. I'm sorry."
Polly bit her lower lip, trying to think through the evening. They could take Kayla to dinner with them. Maybe she should just offer to let the girl spend the
Jeff would tell her that was the least of her problems. She didn't have any business for the bakery and she was already trying to hire more employees. Heck, she didn't even have a finished building. It wouldn't come together for months. But it was so exciting to think about starting a new project, she could hardly contain herself.
"I'm done," Andrew said, coming out to the living room. "Can I turn the movie back on?"
"What do you think?" she asked.
"Not until everybody is done," he grumped.
"Exactly. Get your book out and read quietly or something."
"I just wanted her to see the whole thing before we have to go home tonight."
"The movie will be here the next time Kayla comes over and I'm sure you'll remember where you left off."
"Okay. Can I go down to my desk?"
"Why do you want to do that?"
"I dunno. Just something to do."
"Where's the book you're going to read?"
"In my backpack."
"The girls won't be that much longer. Why don't you bring your book out here and read with me. You and Obiwan can have the other couch."
"Fine." Andrew slopped his feet across the floor back to the dining room and then came back, dragging the backpack behind him.
"If you scratch the floor because you're being a poop, I'm siccing Henry on you," she said.
He picked the pack up and carried it to the sofa and sat down.
"What's up with you, anyway?" Polly asked.
"Nothing."
"Nothing really? Or nothing you don't want to tell me about it."
"Nothing."
"That's helpful."
He whispered at Polly, "Is she coming here every day?"
That was it! He was jealous of Rebecca's time. Polly wondered if he noticed the crush Rebecca had on his older brother. That would just kill him.
"Who knows how often she'll come here, but wouldn't you rather she had a safe place to go after school than wander around town by herself?"
"I guess. But ... oh nothing."
"I get it, Andrew. But trust me. More friends are more interesting than just one friend. You might find that you really like her."
"I like her fine. She's just a girl, but she doesn't know all the stuff that Rebecca and I do here."
"Then you'll have to teach her."
A knock at the front door of the apartment startled both of them.
"I got it," Andrew said and ran to open the door. Rachel was standing there with a slip of paper in her hand.
"What's up, Rachel?" Polly asked. "Come on in."
"You're supposed to call Kayla's sister at the convenience store. She didn't know how else to get in contact with you." She walked over to hand Polly the piece of paper. "That's her cell phone."
"Did she say anything?"
"No, she just wanted you to call her. She said it was important."
"Okay, thanks for bringing this up to me. When are you heading over to the winery?"
Rachel smiled. "In an hour. I can't wait. I haven't seen the whole place yet. Billy said we could go some Thursday night during the summer. They're going to have musicians and wine tastings and stuff."
"That will be fun. Okay, thanks for this. I'd better find out what she wants."
Polly took out her phone as Rachel pulled the door shut behind her. After dialing the number, she waited for someone to answer.
"It's Stephanie," the girl said.
"Hi, Stephanie, this is Polly Giller over at Sycamore House. You called?"
"Yeah. I'm so, so sorry, but I have to work another shift tonight and I don't know what to do with Kayla. Maybe she could just walk over here and stay while I work?"
"She can stay with us and you can pick her up when you're done. What time will that be?"
"Not until eleven thirty."
"She won't get home until eleven thirty?"
"I know. It's bad, but there isn't anyone else to work here. I have to stay."
"I get that, but wow. Eleven thirty?"
"I don't know what else to do. I'm sorry."
Polly bit her lower lip, trying to think through the evening. They could take Kayla to dinner with them. Maybe she should just offer to let the girl spend the
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