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- About the Author
The day flew by in a flurry of lessons and recitations. Kate promised a special treat the next day if the weather was nice. Right after school, Kate, Marcail and Sean, who was scheduled to work at the mercantile, made their way in that direction to buy supplies for their house.
Rigg was upstairs in his office which resembled a large indoor balcony at the back of the store. A railing allowed him to look out on the entire floor. When sitting at his desk, which was situated in such a way that he had a clear view of the front door, he could, if he were looking, see anyone who entered the mercantile.
To his great delight he saw Kaitlin enter. He was able to watch her for a time without leaving his desk. When she stepped out of his view, he moved to the railing. He noticed that Marcail stayed right at her side. Kate appeared to be a careful shopper and it was a few minutes before Marcail looked up and noticed him. She waved and Rigg signaled to her to come up.
He watched and listened as Marcail asked, and then as Kate looked up at him. She looked very surprised to see him standing above her, but she gave Marcail permission to go and Rigg watched her skip toward the stairs.
He was back at his desk when she arrived, so she took a chair near him and they talked like old friends.
Did Kaitlin show you my doll?
Yes, she did. Shes very pretty.
I think so, too. Want to know what I named her?
Yes.
Charity.
Thats very pretty.
Aunt Maureen has dolls. Nice ones. She has a big house too, in San Francisco. We dont live with her anymore because cousin Percy tried to hug Katie. The nine-year-olds hand went to her mouth in surprise. Im not suppose to tell anyone that.
Its all right Marcail, I wont tell anyone. Rigg was thankful that he already knew the details.
What are you doing? Marcail was looking at the books in front of Rigg now.
These are the accounts for the store. I have to keep records of all the things I sell. His voice told her he didnt enjoy it.
This line is wrong.
What! Marcail had been looking at the figures as he spoke and now Rigg spun the book around to check. He was flabbergasted when he rechecked the column to see that she was right.
Katies even better in math than me. You should ask her to do it.
Ask me to do what? Kate had come quietly up the stairs behind Rigg, carrying her supplies.
Mr. Riggs doesnt like to do math and I told him you were good.
Thank you, Marcail. Did you also tell him how well you do in math?
Its my best subject, Marcail told him. Are we going now, Katie?
Yes. I have everything we need. We just need to pay.