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Anytime and if you need anything, I run the shipping office where the stage came in. Just come down and if Im not there, someone will know where to find me.
Kate once again thanked him and then decided shed best get to the house and get settled. She wondered, as she and Marcail walked to find Sean, if he was getting along.
fifteen
Two evenings a week and Saturdays.
Thanks, Mr. Riggs! Sean felt overwhelmed as he answered. He couldnt believe he was actually being offered a job, something hed never had before, and by the man with whom he would be staying.
I think, Sean, that if youre going to be living in my house, you should call me Rigg. Everyone does.
Sean nodded and took a bit of bread. He had a strange look on his face and Rigg noticed.
Is anything wrong with the food?
No, its fine. I just feel funny eating without Kaitlin and Marcail.
Ive got plenty here. When youre done, well take the rest over.
The young man thanked him in awe, finding it hard to believe how generous he was. Sean, quite frankly, had been terrified at the thought of going to live with this stranger, but he hadnt wanted Kate to know. She was a good teacher and even though things were going to be tight, Sean believed they could make it.
Hed come to this house with Mr. Carson expecting the worst, and before he knew what was happening, he was being shown a nice bedroom and given a plate of food.
And Marshall Riggs, well, Sean couldnt stop watching him. He was as tall as Father but Sean didnt think hed ever seen such a powerful chest and upper arms on a man. Maybe he wasnt a very good judge, but Sean thought Rigg could break a man in two if he wanted.
But even as he thought of it he knew it would never happen. Marshall Riggs powerful build was not from fighting, not with those beautiful white teeth that flashed at you when he smiled. And his eyes, they spoke of a deep kindness whenever he looked at you or when he offered a couple of strange girls the rest of his lunch. No, Rigg was not the fighting type.
When Rigg spent the next few minutes explaining to Sean what his duties would be, it wasnt hard to figure out how hed built up his body.
I get shipments of goods from all over, just about every day of the week. Anything that comes in on Sunday stays at the shipping office until Monday, but everything else I like unloaded right away. How much can you lift?
Im not really sure. Sean was afraid hed take the job away, but he had to be honest.