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Show Hannah Mae and the Mona Lisa 51 11 Colby was quiet on the way to school. I didn't mention Paris and he didn't mention the vegetable stand. As we separated I said, "See you after school." Colby nodded and his eyes brightened. "You'll be surprised. The place is looking good." I tried to smile. "Strawberries on Saturday?" "Plums too! And blackberries!" Colby was looking like his old self. "I increased the order once I saw how great your idea was turning out." "That's good, Colby." My friend beamed. He was getting all wound up with expectation. I suddenly remembered the lady that drove past on Tuesday in her fancy, silver car. I didn't let Colby see my worry. Instead, I smiled back and started praying that I hadn't set Colby to planting in a drought. |