"Then you must call me Taylor*" she replied. "I'd be pleased as punch if you'd call me Frank." He let out a little groan as he straightened up again and pressed the palms of his hands to his lower back. You don't want to bother her with the paper." The owner made the protest on her behalf. She tried to hide her exasperation from the strange man. Taylor turned around and immediately dodged the newspaper he was waving in front of her face. The giant made the request from behind her. "When you have a minute to spare* I'd surely appreciate your attention* Mrs. Then Georgie came tearing around the corner. Allie immediately hid behind Taylor's skirts. The owner squatted down close to the child. "She must have run like lightning to get around to the front so quickly."Īllie spotted her mother and ran to her. "She's a quick one* she is*" Frank Michaels announced. She was leaning against Hunter's leg* staring at the crowd. A few seconds later* Allie appeared in the entrance. Georgie took off for the back of the store. He kept telling her over and over that he was as pleased as punch to meet her. They were hazel in color and radiated warmth. He wore spectacles with a crack in one of the lenses and had narrow shoulders and gnarled hands. He pumped her hand up and down for a good minute. The man's name was Frank Michaels* and he couldn't have been more pleased to meet her. He had the newspaper tucked under his arm. She smiled at him and then turned to go inside. He nodded before she could ask him if he'd watch the wagon. She closed the flap and turned to Hunter.
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