7
Rachel’s promise of a busy weekend proved to be correct. In fact, there were even people waiting outside the shop door when they opened at ten on Saturday morning, leading Autumn to wonder what time that particular group of tourists must have left their homes in Phoenix or Tempe or wherever they’d come from in order to be in Jerome so bright and early.
When she made a caustic remark to that effect — during a brief lull, of course — Rachel pursed her lips in an amused way and then said, “We get a lot of people who come here from Sedona, too, you know. They stay there but then make a day trip here and to Cottonwood.”
Which made sense, except Autumn still thought that first family must have been from down south, considering that the son, who looked to be only a few years younger than Aut
