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Bill could only stare at her. He had never had an employee stand up to him before. He was a reasonable man but his word was law. He only had to say something once to have it obeyed. And now this young woman with the beautiful green eyes and the adorable glasses perched on her nose, a woman who had to tip her head back to look up at him, was telling him she could lift and tote like his sons.
Bobbie waited a moment for her employer to say something, but when he remained silent and when someone else needed her, she went off without a word, thinking as she did that he had seen her point and the matter was settled.
Bill stood still and watched Bobbie handle one of his toughest customers. He stared in amazement when she actually wrung a smile from the old coot. A moment later he motioned Gil and Jeff, both of whom had again witnessed the entire conversation, into his office.
Does she ever stop moving? Bill came right to the point and his sons smiled.
I think she took about five minutes to eat her lunch, Gil told his dad.
Bill nodded and was silent a moment. I want you to keep an eye on her. Now, I dont mean for you to babysit her and ignore your own work, but if you see her lifting something she shouldnt, take it from her. If thats too distracting for you, then Ill talk with her again.
Lay down the law, Dad, like you did today. There was a teasing glint in Jeffs eyes and Bill smiled.
Shes certainly a surprise, Bill thought to himself, staying at his desk long after his sons exited. Bobbie wasnt a person that drew any attention to herself. If something needed doing, she did it in silent efficiency. Bill thought that might take a little getting used to.
He knew he had babied May over the years. When it came to some of the tougher jobs or customers, he had always dealt with them. When it came right down to it, May could have handled everything as easily as he did.
What he was feeling today might have stemmed from the fact that he kept forgetting Bobbie was there. She was so quiet and efficient that he was already taking her for granted. By enlisting the help of his sons, he hoped they would all be more aware of her.
The sight of Bobbie, looking at him through those glasses, confident and unwavering, came to mind. It would do them all a little good to have someone like her working around the office, and he would do whatever he had to do to keep her working therethat is, until she completed her plans for marriage. Bill found himself thinking that the guy who snagged Bobbie Bradford was one lucky fellow.
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