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Gary
asked, sitting at his desk, most likely working on invoices.
    “I’m doing good this morning,” Jackie said.
“I just wondered if you had a chance to get the things on my list
together yet.”
    “Sure did. They’re over there in that box on
the floor, by the door.” Jackie turned around to look for the box
just in time to spot Grant coming in the door.
    “Hey Grant,” Jackie said, still worried that
he would be upset over the picture the students posted online.
    “Hi Jackie,” Grant said. “Do I look any
different today?”
    She pressed her eyebrows together and
wondered what he was talking about. “No, I don’t think so.”
    “I think I might have gotten more Twitter
mentions this weekend than when I was dating Jennifer!” He laughed
out loud. “Well, if you don’t count all my mom’s tweets.” He smiled
and winked at Jackie.
    Relief washed over her. She was so grateful
he wasn’t angry. “I’m glad you’re not upset. Vanessa texted me the
other night at 2 a.m. about her picture going viral. I wasn’t sure
what you’d think.”
    “I think it’s pretty endearing that the kids
liked having the help on Friday. We’ll see if we can get even more
hits online today when we finish the project.”
    Before Jackie could even smile, Grant lifted
her box of supplies and took it outside to her truck and placed it
in the bed.
    “Thanks,” Jackie said, following behind
Grant. When he slid the box into the bed of the truck, she closed
the bumper.
    “I’m heading up to finish the project. I’ll
see you and the students up there,” Grant said. He nodded his head
and walked back over to his car.
    ***
    Jackie stared at the completed TV unit. It
was beautiful. The past week had been a wonderful one. Throughout
the week, Grant continued to come back and help the students with
projects around the house. He had the students help at every turn.
They had learned every aspect of building the unit, including
finishing off the project with a few coats of varnish. The unit
looked professional and added so much beauty to the living room.
She knew her clients would be happy about the finished project.
    During the week, Jackie tried hard to keep
her feelings for Grant from growing stronger, but it was no use.
Each night, the two finished the evening with dinner. For the first
time, she could see herself with someone for the rest of her life.
Grant showed concern and care for the students all week. Grant
continued to show patience with the students as they slowly learned
the woodworking trade. He also helped on other projects during the
week. She knew it would be hard to see him go back to Los Angeles,
and she feared her heart would be forever torn.
    Gary, at the hardware store, seemed more
relaxed and organized since Grant had returned. She knew Gary would
be fine once Grant returned back to Los Angeles, but wondered how
much longer he could run the store as he aged.
    Jackie looked over at Grant, cleaning up
after the youth had left for the evening. She grabbed the broom and
walked over to where Grant was finishing up. “You don’t need to
stay and clean up each night.”
    “I don’t mind. Those kids are ready to go to
town and goof around. I remember those days well,” Grant said.
    “I remember how wild you were,” Jackie said.
She smiled as she swept sawdust into a pile.
    Grant grabbed the dustpan and squatted down
on the floor in front of Jackie. “We make a good team, don’t
we?”
    “We do. I’ve appreciated every moment that
you’ve spent with the students. They have learned so much this week
from you.” Jackie swept the pile into the dustpan.
    Grant stood up and dumped the sawdust into a
trashcan. “I think I have learned more from the kids than they
learned from me. I actually enjoyed coming up here every day.
Including being able to spend time with you.” He stared at Jackie
for a moment and she could feel the warmth traveling up her face.
Grant lifted the trashcan and walked outside to dump the