“You know,” Sher said. “Not too many squirrels here. Think that’s the first one I seen.”
Kris nodded. “Think they kill them or something?”
“Maybe.”
The girls sat that way for some time. They shared a caramel apple and cherry slushee for breakfast until it was time for them to wind their way through the crowds to the stand.
“Hup, hup, hup,” Jerry said when he saw the girls. “Let’s go; let’s go.” He tapped the face of his watch. “No slacking off. Today’s one of the busiest.”
Sher said nothing. Kristin scowled. They were ten minutes early.
Jerry smiled at Kristin. “Labor Day, girls. Big crowd. Perk up.”
Kristin’s frown deepened. The way he smiled at her when she was mad reminded her of her father. Sher began peeling. Kristin stepped to her place behind the counter. Jerry stuck a key in
