Arabella’s POV
“Sara, you shouldn’t be here. Just because you’re healthy enough to be discharged from hospital, doesn’t mean that you are well enough to be rushing around.” With my hands on my hips, I glared at Sara.
“And if I don’t help here, Susie, will drive me up the wall.”
“She’s worried about you. We both are. You know how she is, when she’s worried, she mother’s.” Taking Sara’s hand, I gave it a squeeze.
“I know, I know… it’s just. I feel so bloody useless. I’m not the sit down and take it easy kind. I’m the…”
“The move around and fix things kind. I know.” Sara just rolled her eyes and chuckled. “If you promise to stay sat down, I’ll let you stay. Deal?”
“Deal.”
Unlike the rest of the pack house which was just days out of being finished, my new office was now ready for use. A
