fourteen
Swan Harbor
A&P Grocery
September 7
6:00 p.m.
He hung up, zipped through her mind. But with Tyler and Bethany watching her expectantly, Elsa couldn’t crumple to the ground like she wanted.
“Did you start school this week?” she asked, sinking down to Bethany’s level.
“I did,” the little girl nodded. “I’ve decided I’ll stay.”
“Oh,” Elsa glanced up at Tyler, “was that in question?”
He exchanged looks with Bethany, “I told her if she didn’t like it, she could go straight to work. I need kitchen help at the club.”
“Ahh,” Elsa grinned at Beth. “I don’t blame you then. Kitchen work is no fun.”
“‘Specially the trash and washing the dishes.” Beth pinched her nose, so the rest of her speech sounded like she had a cold. “It’s smelly.”
“Wise decision.” Elsa booped Beth on the nose
