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Cat was focused. She finally got in the zone, so to speak. She’d been reviewing the paperwork for the month so far and seeing how well they were doing. She was pleased.
“Mom,” Cat said, walking into the kitchen from the small office in the back.
“How’s it going, Catherine?” her mom asked. She knew Cat had been deep in the paperwork and she was worried.
Cat scowled at the sound of her name. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get her mom to call her Cat, her nickname since the boys in middle school found out the first three letters of her first name were the same as her initials, Catherine Ann Thomas. But Susan insisted on calling her daughter by her given name. Catherine was Susan’s mother’s name and she loved it. She couldn’t give it up.
“It’s good, Mom. Our profits have bee
