Chapter 4-2
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Monday morning came early, but I woke with gusto. A new shipment of books was coming in, and I couldn’t wait to open the boxes, smell the ink and paper, and get shelving. There’s just something so satisfying about putting things away, and when those things are bound collections of stories and information, it’s even more fun, at least to me.
Rocky came in not long after I arrived at the store, this time with a tray full of cookies. “Your mom was baking again?”
“Oh, I made these. I was so keyed up from the weekend that I couldn’t sleep. So I baked. Spring-themed sugar cookies.”
I walked over to take a look and saw an assortment of flowers and rabbits. “These are beautiful. You decorated these by hand?”
A blush spread over Rocky’s cheeks. “I did. I’m just learning, but I think they came out okay.”
“Okay? These are amazing! And I bet they taste as good as they look.”
She turned toward the counter with a smile. “Let me get the coffee brewed, and we’ll find out.”
“I like how you think.”
Today was going to be the first day Rocky and I were on our own. Mart had to spend some time at the winery and then she was off to the mainland to consult with a winery up in Westminster. Over breakfast, she’d offered to stay home. “Or I can drive back tonight. I’ll do that. It’ll be fine. I’ll just caffeinate—”
“Mart, you will do no such thing. We will be fine. I will be fine. I have my trusty sidekick here,” I gave Mayhem a nudge with my foot, “And I have friends in town if I need them.”
“Friends like Daniel.”
I rolled my eyes. “What are we, twelve?”
“When it comes to boys, yes, we are twelve.” She grabbed her briefcase and headed toward the door. “You’ll call if you need me?”
“I won’t need you, but yes, and you’ll text when you get to your hotel?”
“Sure, Mom.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed out the door.
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