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“Absolutely. And thanks for watching the kids.” She looked around the house, groaning because, after a long, tiring day, it would take two hours to clean up the mess. “Speaking of my kids, where are they?”
“They’re napping?”
“You got them to go down?” Teagan looked at her watch. “And they’re still sleeping?”
Maddison looked confused. “Yeah, it was on the calendar.”
“Wait. Why aren’t they at Katie’s birthday party?” Because that was on the calendar too, which meant Harley hadn’t even needed a sitter. All she’d needed to do was to drop the girls off at Katie’s.
“I guess it was canceled. Something about a lice outbreak. Ew. Harley asked me to cover since she had a coffee date.”
Teagan paused. “No, you must have the wrong day because her ‘date’ isn’t on the family calendar.”
“Oh, Harley sent me a screenshot of the calendar, and I could have sworn I saw it.”
Teagan was convinced there had been no coffee date on the calendar, but when she looked at the girl’s phone, there it was. Once again, guilt weighed heavily on her shoulders. “Oh, I forgot about that.”
Second time in a week.
“How much do I owe you?”
Maddison grabbed her backpack. “Harley already paid me. A lot. See ya, Ms. Ashford.”
“Bianchi,” she corrected, but Maddison was already gone.
Chapter 14
They act like they fuck with me but I just act
like I believe them.
—Anonymous
“You’ve got Kitty Poppins waiting in exam room three,” Barb said, handing Colin the file.
He flipped through it, got up to speed on his patient, and ignored the six texts that vibrated in his pocket. “This is the third time this month Gloria has brought Kitty Poppins in.”
“Don’t I know it,” Barb said. “She’s still not sleeping well.”
“Is Gloria still sharing her morning cup of coffee with the cat?”
“Apparently, it’s not the coffee.” Barb bit back a smile and Colin wanted to walk away right then and there. “Kitty Poppins is urinating on mothballs and the urine combined with the mothballs is making meth.”
“Gloria is claiming . . . ?”
Barb leveled him with a look that said she was about to ask for a vacation any moment. “That Kitty Poppins is high.”
His vet-tech-slash-office-manager-slash-gatekeeper extraordinaire looked over her shoulder and leaned in conspiratorially. “Nancy called. She has an elderly cat who needs some dental work.”
“Why are you whispering?”
“Because that little shit Ronnie told me that if I booked her, I’m fired.”
“Tell her to drop the cat off and I’ll slide him into the schedule.”
Barb lowered her voice even more. “He cleared your pro bono schedule and now it’s booked solid with paying customers.”
Colin was done with having someone who didn’t work at the clinic decide how the clinic would work.
