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Show Hannah Mae and the Mona Lisa 79 18 Colby was waiting. So were customers. Colby needed me to handle the money and figure the change. I didn't care. I helped raise the awning and we took care of the opening rush. I was happier than a spring morning. I was whistling and grinning and saying "Thank you" a hundred times. Colby must have thought I had been drinking wine at Mr. Morris' place. He said, "I saw Billy Waltrup hand you something at lunch today. Is that why you're so giddy, Hannah Mae?" V iu I felt hackles rising on the back of my neck, but I held my peace. I wouldn't allow myself to get ruffled-not today. Today was perfect. "What would I care if Billy Waltrup did want to meet me?" I said. I held my voice steady. "Lots of boys might want to meet me for all you know." Colby snickered at that, but I didn't get mad. "Did you ask Mr. Morris about the Mona Lisa?" Colby asked. |