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toni ght .”  I  tel l  her  goodbye  and   watch  her  walk  outside,   then  turn  my

                attent ion  back to Allysa.
                    “I’m  not   rea lly  hi ring   yet ,”  I  say.  I  wave  my  ha nd   around   the  room.
                “I’m    openi ng    up   a   floral   sho p,   but   it’ll   be   a   couple   of   mont hs ,   at
                lea st.”  I sho uld kno w bet ter  tha n  to ho ld prec onc ei ved  judgment s, but
                she  doesn’t look like  she’d  be satisfied  with  a mini mum wage  job. Her
                purse  probably cost more  tha n thi s building .

                    Her   ey es  light   up.  “Rea lly?  I  love   flowers !”   She   spins   around   in   a
                circle  and   says,  “Thi s  place  ha s  a  ton  of  potent ial.  Wha t  color  are  you
                paint ing  it?”
                    I  cross  my  arm  over  my  ches t  and   grab  my  el bow.  Rocking   back  on
                my  heel s,  I  say,  “I’m  no t  sure.  I  just  got  the   key s  to  the   building   an
                ho ur ago, so I ha ven’t rea lly come  up with  a des ign  plan  yet .”
                    “Lily, right ?”

                    I no d.
                    “I’m  not   going   to  pret end   I  ha ve   a  deg ree   in   des ign,   but  it’s  my
                absolute  favorite  thi ng . If you need  any  hel p, I’d do it for free. ”
                    I tilt my hea d. “You’d work for free?”
                    She  no ds. “I don’t rea lly need  a job, I just saw the  sign  and  tho ught ,
                ‘What   the   he ck?’  But  I  do  get   bored   somet imes .  I’d  be  ha ppy  to  hel p

                you  with  wha tev er  you  need .  Clea ni ng ,  dec orating ,  picking   out  paint
                colors.  I’m  a  Pint eres t  who re. ”  Somet hi ng   behi nd   me  catches   her  ey e
                and     she   point s.   “I   could    take    tha t   broken    door     and    make     it
                magni fic ent .  All  thi s  stuff,  rea lly.  There’ s  a  use  for  almost  ev er ythi ng ,
                you kno w.”
                    I  look  around   at  the   room,  kno wing   full  wel l  I’m  no t  going   to  be
                able   to  tackle   thi s  by  mysel f.  I  probably  can’t  ev en   lift  ha lf  thi s  stuff

                alone.   I’ll  ev ent ually  ha ve  to  hi re  someo ne  any way.  “I’m  no t  going   to
                let    you   work   for   free.    But   I   could   do   $10   an   ho ur   if   you’re   rea lly
                seri ous.”
                    She   starts   clapping ,   and    if   she   weren’ t   in   heel s,   she   might    ha ve
                jumped  up and  down.  “When            can  I start?”
                    I   glanc e   down   at   her   whi te   capris.   “Wi ll   tomorro w   work?    You’ll

                probably want  to sho w up in  disposable  clothes .”
                    She  waves   me  off  and   drops  her  Herm ès   bag  on  a  dusty  table  nex t
                to  her.  “Nons ens e, ”  she  says.  “My  hu sband   is  watchi ng   the  Bruins   play
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