“A little to the left… yeah, right there.”
Scarlett sighed heavily as she and Amy finally placed the last table in its spot, and then she smiled gratefully at Amy.
Due to the seizures she had, her plans to open the art shop on time had been pushed back till she felt strong enough to come back to it. And she had gotten so lucky, she had been trying to set up the tables all by herself that morning when she met Amy who immediately offered to help. She said she just moved into the area and needed a job and of course, Scarlett was down for it. She would eventually need to employ someone to help so she jumped at the opportunity, now all she had to do was find someone who could bake something decent.
The past few days she had spent recovering at home had been weird to say the least. Wade seeme
