Abby TwoChapter 17
Ms Baxter had waited for us. Everyone else in the Admissions Office was gone ... long weekend ... they probably left at noon. Nothing quite like an early start. Any travel could be done before dark. “Can you write cheques?” Ms Baxter asked. “It’s my company ... I needed daddy while I was a minor. I don’t know where he’s gone for the weekend,” I said. Truth be known ... I had no idea where he’d been for the week ... With Jim Mac for sure. I would think with the mine he’d quit looking ... I...