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out, only he couldn’t. “An environmental scientist?” he offered.
    Her sooty lashes fluttered open. “Yes. I w-worked all over the N-Northwest.”
    She’d once done environmental-impact studies, and now she had to carry beans in her pocket in order to count? He had taken tons of biology courses while studying to become a vet and had a fair idea of what it took to become an environmental scientist. What courage it must have taken for her to pick up the shattered pieces of her life and build a new one. In a very real way, she was a phoenix that had risen from the ashes.
    Gazing across the desk at her, Isaiah reached a decision guaranteed to please his mother. “Being a kennel keeper won’t be nearly as exciting as doing environmental-impact studies.”
    â€œI don’t care about excitement. I’d just like a normal job again. I miss working with people and having friends.”
    Searching her expression, Isaiah could almost taste her yearning. “If a job is all you want, you’re in luck. Judging by what I’ve seen so far, there’s no reason you shouldn’t be able to handle this one just fine.”
    â€œThere isn’t?”
    She sounded so incredulous that Isaiah chuckled. “No, there isn’t. You may need a little extra training before we let you take a shift by yourself, but that’s a simple enough thing to arrange.”
    For an instant she looked at him as if he’d just offered her the moon. Then her expression clouded. “What if I make a bad mistake?”
    â€œYou’ll be monitored closely during the training period. If you make a mistake, and I stress the ‘if,’ the person training you will catch it. At the end of two weeks we’ll do a performance review. If you’regoing to have problems doing the work, it should be apparent by then.” Isaiah lowered his foot to the floor and swiveled on his chair to face the desk. “It’s only ten dollars an hour to start, and we can’t offer you full-time. Veterinary clinics require an inordinate number of employees in order to cover all the shifts and give everyone enough time off.”
    Laura had never really thought about the behind-the-scenes operation of an animal clinic, but she supposed it would be similar to a hospital, with inpatients requiring constant care or observation.
    â€œThe animals are left alone here from about six in the evening—sometimes later, depending on when Tucker and I leave—until nine, when a night-shift person arrives,” he went on. “Then they’re left alone again from two in the morning until six. But aside from those brief periods, we’ve got to have someone here seven days a week. As a result, we have the usual full-time employees who work the same days all week—office personnel, technicians, and tech assistants—plus a number of part-time people who work rotating shifts. Kennel keepers fall into that group.”
    She nodded, an indication to Isaiah that she was following him.
    â€œFor a kennel keeper, it works out to about twenty hours a week, I think.”
    â€œPart-time is better for me,” she assured him. “I can’t work too much without losing part of my assist-ance.”
    â€œThere, you see? This may turn out to be the perfect job for you.”
    Her cheeks flushed with pleasure, and a gleamof excitement lighted her eyes. “Maybe so,” she agreed.
    â€œIn addition to the position being only part-time, you’ll also have two bosses, myself and my brother Tucker.” Isaiah gestured toward the door. “Our building is laid out like a plus sign. We have the lobby at the front and a kennel at the rear, which serve both the north and south wings. Tucker conducts his practice in the north section; I conduct mine in the south, and we share the front office and the kennels. I have techs and assistants who work primarily with me. Tucker does as well. But the