The next morning found Kat putting a brave face on at work although inside she was still reeling from her father's visit. She had not told anyone, not even Harriet because she felt a little ashamed that the only reason her family sought after her was because of the shares.
Any dream she might have had to one day be part of the family she realized was probably impossible.
"Hey Kat, can I get another slice of your pecan pie. It's too good to only eat one slice," Stanley Morris, an elderly Lambertville resident and a Mable's regular customer called out with a smile.
"You too sweet Stanley. One more slice coming right up," Kat replied and quickly went to do the order glad to have gotten interrupted from her train of thought.
The little door bell rang making Kat look up. She smiled when s
