CHAPTER 29––––––––
Mara pushed the DVD case toward Ping. He responded by looking at his watch, catching Sam’s eye and then tapping it with his finger.
“Oh, come on. Can’t I stay and help out here?” Sam asked.
“That’s not the deal we made. Mrs. Zimmerman is waiting,” Ping said.
Sam got up and stomped out of the kitchen, heading for the front door of the bakery.
“Don’t slam the door,” Ping called after him.
The front door banged closed. Ping smiled at Mara.
“Where’s he off to in a huff?” Mara asked.
“School. I hired a tutor for him. Can you believe he has never been to school before?” Ping shook his head. “I may not be a professor in this realm, but I’m not going to sit back and house an illiterate boy, no matter how much he hates the idea.”
“Never? Where are his parents?”
“It’s a
