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Oh, Mr. Carson, thank you! Kates eyes had shone with gratitude and joy and she wondered over the strange look on the mans face.
What she didnt know was that Mr. Carson, at a hastily arranged meeting, had been told by Bill Taylor and the other men that he would adjust the teachers salary, including back pay for the days shed already worked plus a housing allowance. But the stingy monster rose up in Greg Carson and he decided on his own to start things on Monday.
Kate had no suspicions that anything was amiss. She wouldnt have caused trouble even if she had. The family was getting along fairly well now.
Of course, all of Seans pants were too short, even though Kate had lengthened them as far as they would go. Marcail needed new shoes. In fact, if she wore the old ones much longer, Kate would have to slit the leather so Marcails toes could move.
As for herself, she was badly in need of undergarments. It was not a matter she discussed with anyone but her Lord, confident that He would provide in His time.
As the days turned into weeks, Kaitlin reached out in a special way to Joey Parker. Whenever he was near she touched him or gave him a tender smile. He did not come to church again and with seeing him every day at school, Kate did not feel led to go to his home. She told herself though, that if on any given day he failed to show up for school, she would go immediately to his house to investigate.
Two more letters came from Aunt Maureen. Even though she hinted that the children should return, she seemed to accept that, at least for the time, they were staying where they were. Maureen had also mentioned coming to Santa Rosa for a visit, but Kaitlin wrote and assured her that they were doing well. Kate was happy to read in her last letter that their Uncle Mitch had come home. She knew that his presence would ease her aunts loneliness, at least for a time.
One afternoon, when school had only four weeks to go, Kate and Marcail were in the mercantile. That very morning Kaitlin had had no choice but to cut Marcails shoes. She knew Marcail was embarrassed but payday was not until the following week and she couldnt let her go on this way any longer.
Kaitlin needed some buttons and, even though it could have waited, she wanted to say hi to Sean, who was working that afternoon. It seemed they saw less and less of him all the time. He usually ate lunch with his friends at school and on days he worked, he left for the mercantile as soon as Kate dismissed.