9
“How does it feel to be out of the shop in the middle of the day?” Lisa asked.
Rachel sighed. “Like a mother leaving my child with a babysitter for the first time. Is it normal to be this anxious? I feel like I can’t eat.”
Holly laughed. “Please. I hire high school kids. You have a woman who’s old enough to know the difference between a five and a ten. Some of my kids don’t.”
“Seriously?” Blake asked, shocked. “That’s insane. You guys are making me never want to hire anyone.”
Rachel grinned. She loved the community she’d found in Bereton. Her decision to move to the tiny town on Cayuga Lake was an impulse, but she never regretted it. Especially once she met Lisa, Blake, and Holly.
“You have Mark though,” Lisa said to Holly. “He won’t let anything happen.”
Holly, who owned Bereton
