Cooper said as Brontë and Gretchen came in to work. Brontë pulled her apron out of her locker, frowning as she tied it behind her back. “Oh?” “Hit us with the good news first, of course,” Gretchen said. “No sense in bumming us out until you give us a bit of a lift.” Cooper beamed at them, his gaze resting on Gretchen adoringly. “I can now afford to put you both on the payroll.” “So what’s the bad news?” Gretchen asked, glancing over at Brontë. “There’s a new boss. I have someone I’m answering to.” Gretchen frowned. “I don’t understand.” A queasy feeling began to stir in Brontë’s stomach. Oh, no. “I sold the place.” “Holy cow! I didn’t even know it was for sale.” Gretchen blinked wide eyes at him. “Congrats, I think?” “It wasn’t up for sale officially, but someone approached me and made me an offer I can’t refuse.”
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