The next morning she was spared having to picket. The CMB had enough members to cover rotating shifts every third day, so she spent her time preparing decorations for her classroom. School had let out only recently, but she was already excited about her next batch of children. Maybe she could even visit the fair’s craft show to secure some colorful, interesting objects for her students’ room.
Wonderful idea. Yes. More fair research!
Then she recalled how Carlo had told her to go home, as if he’d gotten tired of her infatuation already.
So much for adoration at first sight.
However, later that day, destiny intervened in the guise of a phone call.
Spencer Cahill wanted to know if she would hang out at the Dairy Dream with a “bunch of us.” Though she met her friends regularly there, this time she managed to talk him and a few others into entering the line-dancing competition that would be held this evening instead. Might as well take advantage of the fair while it was here, she said to them on the phone, thoroughly justifying the inspired idea.
She hated to take advantage of their willingness, but she had to get back there. Had to revel in these new feelings.
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