confrontation.
“I’m sorry if I got too into your business. I just thought someone should notice.”
Angie nodded. Sarah waited a heartbeat. “So was I presumptuous, or right?”
“You were right. I just don’t know what I’ll do about it yet.”
Sarah nodded wanting desperately to hug the girl. “I assume you had a rough evening last night.”
“Yeah. They fought pretty hard, and Mom cried. She didn’t believe me and is real mad at me.”
“And your uncle?”
“He was cool about it as usual. He worries about my feelings more than anything, you know, like a real dad.”
“Is that why you claimed him as your mother’s boyfriend?”
Angie blushed and shrugged. “I don’t know why I did. I just wanted to tell them, and I didn’t know how, and I thought my uncle might notice things more than my mom.”
Sarah nodded. “I get being a teenager, but don’t lie, okay?”
“Okay.”
Sarah put Angie to work. There was a new shipment of clothes waiting to be inventoried, tagged, and put on the shelves. She showed Angie how to ring up a sale and had her practice it. She showed Angie what her reaction should be like with each and every customer, even the irritating, angry, or annoying ones. She explained about Kelly working there sometimes, only for Angie to speak up for the first time.
“Kelly Reeves? As in the model?”
Sarah grinned. “Yes, that Kelly Reeves. She and I are business partners. We have another store in Los Angeles.”
“Why are you still here? Why don’t you work there? I would be out of this town so fast you’d never know I ever lived here.”
Sarah shook her head. “I have ties here which make it impossible for me to leave. Besides what would I do in LA?”
“You’re really friends with Kelly Reeves? I’ll, like, meet her?”
“Yes, to both. And she’ll surprise you with how not a model she is.”
“I heard she’s marrying Mr. Tyler. He’s my geometry teacher. He’s so hot. I mean for a teacher and all. Oh, can I say that? I don’t want him like, you know, that ...it’s just, I noticed because most teachers don’t look like him.”
Sarah bit her lip. Even pregnant Angie was as wonderfully sixteen and clueless as any other sophomore. “Yes, to all. Luke and Kelly are getting married in three weeks when school is out.”
Angie’s eyes bugged. “You won’t tell him I said all that will you?”
“Lips are sealed, I swear.” Sarah laughed out loud. Angie was funny, and sweet, kind of wide-eyed about the shop, and Sarah’s life, and she found it flattering. She was surprised how much she already liked having Angie around.
As Sarah and Angie were closing up for the evening the door chimed. Sarah turned and dropped the shirt she was hanging up. Scott stood there.
“Uh, hi.” God, why did she become so lame around him? She bent picking up the shirt trying to be discreet she’d dropped it.
“How’d she do today?”
“Oh, Angie? Great. She was helpful and excited about all of this, to my surprise.”
Why did she feel the need to please Scott with her report on Angie?
“You were right,” Scott said abruptly.
“About her being pregnant?”
He nodded his expression stony.
“I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, me too.”
Sarah hesitated. Angie was back in the office cleaning the storage room. “How far along is she?”
“Far.”
“Oh. So she’s having it for sure?”
“Yes.”
“And Vanessa?”
“Still in denial. She needs time to get her head around this.”
“Yes, I imagine any mother would. Still—”
“Still, what?”
“I hope Vanessa does it quick, I think Angie needs all the support she can get right now.”
“Why are you so interested?”
Sarah rolled her eyes at Scott’s sudden stiffening and cold tone. “Compassion. I wish her well is all.”
“Do you mean that?”
Scott and Sarah turned. Angie had come up behind them. Angie pushed her hair back.
“Of course, I mean that. You’re a lovely girl. I’m very pleased with the