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and
there were definite unwritten rules about stuff like that.
    Which meant hands off.
    "She's something, isn't she?" Al asked, with open pride.

    "Yeah, something," he murmured. Really something. He
couldn't take his eyes off of her, even when she stopped to
talk with a customer. He still had a hard time trying to mesh
in his mind the woman before him and the girl he had known.
    His uncle chuckled. "Georgie's a spitfire and a little rash,
I admit, but she means well. She'll be a great asset here once
she gets her dispensing license."
    "As long as she doesn't accuse any more customers of
stealing and drive them all away before that happens," Walt
said wryly.
    "Nonsense," his uncle said with a wave of his hand. "She
made a small blunder. Don't hold that against her. The pharmacy is doing just fine."
    He pulled himself back down to earth and gave his uncle
a sharp look. "Is the pharmacy doing fine?"
    "We're doing as well as can be for right now. Don't you
worry, though. Once summer hits, we'll be hopping again."
    Walt didn't comment further, although he suspected the
pharmacy was slowly losing money to the bigger corporateowned stores popping up in the area. Walt hoped his uncle was
right about business picking up in the summer. He'd have to
use his financial expertise and take a closer look at the books
to see exactly where they stood.
    "I hope you can get past this little mishap with Georgie,"
Al said. "I need you to continue training her while I'm recovering. She's still technically a student. Maybe show her
some of those business skills you've acquired in the big city.
She could use some more mentoring."
    Walt couldn't argue with that. Georgie just proved she
could use advice in the business department.
    His gaze sought her out again. He noticed that she'd gotten
her lab coat caught on the endcap of the aisle and was in the
midst of a tug-of-war with the metal shelving. He didn't want to be amused, but his lips twitched at the sight. At least he
found it reassuring to see the old Georgie somewhere in that
beautiful woman's body. Then he kicked himself for noticing
she was a woman again. And that she had a beautiful body.

    He cleared his throat. "I'll see what I can do," he told Al.
"I'm sure I could teach her a thing or two. After all, Georgie
is practically like a sister to me." Yeah, you just keep reminding
yourself that.
    Al gave him an approving grin. "That's very kind of you.
See? Readjusting to small-town life is like riding a bike. Even
an ex-city pharmacy supervisor like yourself won't have any
problems here at all."
    Walt's gaze shot back to Georgie just as she flipped one of
her long springy ringlets from her shoulder, and he sighed.
Never before had he been so mesmerized by a head of hair.
He couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to bury
his hands in that massive mane of strawberry-red curls and
another unexpected shot of desire coursed through him.
    Not quite the "brotherly" reaction he wanted to have at the
moment.
    No problems? He rubbed the back of his neck and hoped
his uncle was correct in that aspect. But something about
working and living with his best friend's sister had him thinking his problems may have just begun.
    "That went well."
    Georgie glared at Dee as she stepped behind the counter.
"Oh, stuff it."
    Dee laughed. "I told you he didn't look like a thief," she
said in a sing-song voice.
    She raised a hand to her forehead and hung her head. "I
know! I know you did. Why didn't you stop me?"

    "To be honest, I thought it was a good opportunity for you
to meet a man. A little unorthodox maybe, but I figured since
you're going to enter that dream date contest, anything went
at this point."
    Georgie's head sprang back up. "I didn't say I was going to
enter that contest. I said I'd think about entering that contest.
And I've now just decided that I won't. How can I even consider something like that? I just accused the owner's nephew
of stealing!