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and sought out her advice.
    “Rebecca, what do you think I should do about Molly’s clothes?” he asked. “I don’t think that she actually owns anything professional-looking and if she’s going to be in the reception area, she needs to look good.”
    Rebecca furrowed her brow. “Don’t tell her that she doesn’t look good enough to be seen, that’s for sure,” she said. “She’s really just a young girl, Dr. Harrington. She’s clearly sensitive. Want me to take care of it for you?” she asked.
    Andrew agreed wholeheartedly, so Rebecca popped her head into the reception area where Molly and Samantha were working.
    “Molly, honey, what size do you wear?” she asked. Molly looked confused.
    “Like, for clothes?” she asked. Rebecca and Andrew both laughed, although Sam kind of shook her head at this comment.
    “Yes, sweetie. What’s your shirt size, dress size, and pants size?” she asked.
    “And shoe size,” Andrew added definitively from across the room.
    “And your shoe size too, I suppose,” repeated Rebecca.
    “Well,” Molly said. “I wear a size eight for dresses and jeans usually. Sometimes for pants it can be hard to find things that fit my butt.”
    She blushed a little as she said that, but Andrew smiled. Molly’s butt wasn’t big, but it was round and high, and in his opinion, magnificent.
    “I guess for shirts I need a medium, and my shoe size is seven and a half. Why do you ask?” she inquired, sounding a little concerned.
    “I wanted to get you something to welcome you to the practice,” Rebecca explained, “and since you won’t be wearing scrubs because you’re in the front office, I figured I’d start you off with some business outfits. A young girl like you probably doesn’t have a huge professional wardrobe yet, so I thought I’d help you out.”
    Andrew thought that she had handled it well, and Molly smiled shyly at the news. When Molly looked back to the screen, Andrew mouthed his thanks to Rebecca silently as she slipped out to go over to the nearby mall.
    Andrew didn’t have much to actually do, since most of the teaching had to be done by Samantha and it hadn’t taken him long to give Molly the tour of the office and its facilities, so her returned to his private office where he opened up the word processor on his computer and started drafting a list of rules for Molly.
    Molly had suggested that Andrew could pay her less in exchange for her room and board, but Andrew felt uncomfortable with that idea. He wanted to pay her a fair wage and let her start saving up some money, plus he assumed that she had at least a few debts that she needed to pay off. It didn’t really cause him any problems to have her in the house, so he had decided instead that she would get to live there free of rent as long as she helped out. Now, he had to decide exactly what that meant.
    He typed some notes about some chores that he wanted her to help with. He also decided that it was going to be her job to make dinner at least a few nights a week. He didn’t want to ask her to do it all the time, in case it turned out she was bad at it. That would be uncomfortable for everyone.
    He decided against adding rules like a curfew or bedtime, at least for now. He did want to see Molly manage herself like an adult, although he knew that Rebecca had been right about Molly’s ‘little girl side.’
    When he had gotten home last night, he had found her tucked up in bed with the teddy bear that Rebecca had left for her snuggled close to her chest and the most innocent expression in the world on her face. He was going to have to find a balance of looking after her and making her feel safe and secure and giving her the freedom to do what she wanted, no matter how much he wanted to just protect her.
    He decided not to give her the rules while they were at the office, figuring that could be a bit awkward, so he printed them out and tucked the paper away for later. He then moved on to reading a journal