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She had never seen her big sister tired like this, and watching her brother grow daily more rebellious was really something new. It was hard to have Father gone, and the nine-year-old missed him a lot, but not like Sean did. In fact, to watch Sean, youd think that Father was gone just like Mother and not coming back at all! Marcail took great comfort in the fact that he would return someday. If anything was bothering her right now, it was that Kaitlin was so tired and had to see a doctor because she was pregnant. Marcail didnt like doctors.
Did you see Bobbie again? Marcail, who had been working at not chattering when her sister was tired, simply nodded.
Youll have to tell her sometime how much you liked her the very first time you met. Marcail nodded again. May had taken her to school and she had immediately told her sister all about Bobbie Bradford and how nice she had been.
She wears glasses, Katie, and they make her awful cute. Do I need glasses? Kate had told her no, even as she wondered about this woman who worked for her father-in-law. She knew that she and Jeff had been in school together and she knew the Bradfords from church, but beyond that Bobbie was a mystery.
Sensing that Marcail needed a hug, Kate reached for her. Marcail stood by her older sisters chair, secure in the embrace while Rigg continued to put supper on. They had just sat down to eat when Sean came in the back door.
eleven
The night was cold, but Jeff was in no hurry to get home. He had dropped Sylvia off at her sisters house and was taking the long way home. They had parted on good terms even though an hour ago she had been furious with him.
Conversation over supper was light and Jeff had been having a great time until Sylvia asked how work had gone that day.
It went well. Bobbie is a hard worker and off to a great start.
Bobbie?
Bobbie Bradford. She started work at the office today. I told you about it.
No, Jeff, you didnt. Sylvias voice had become very low and Jeff could see she was angry. It always amazed him at how quickly that could happen.
I must have forgot. Well, anyway, shes doing great.
I wasnt aware that your father was in the market for a new employee. She was still furious. Jeff, hoping she would calm down, answered carefully.
He never advertised, but Mom needed a break, and when he found out that Bobbie was coming back into town and that she was experienced, he scooped her up.
So youve known for some time that Bobbie was coming back to Santa Rosa?