12
When Ivy walked into the kitchen, her daughter was already preparing the breakfast platters. Today, she had tamed her strawberry blond mane into a ponytail and wore on a cute watermelon-printed sundress. “This early rising of yours is becoming a habit. And you look really nice.”
Sunny grinned. “I’m still covering for Shelly. We worked out a deal.”
Ivy wondered what that might be. Whatever it was, Sunny was motivated, and that was a pleasant change.
Sunny lifted the platter of muffins. “Did you know Geena was going to check out so early?”
“She’s gone?” Ivy hadn’t had time to speak to her about all the printing and copying.
“She was on her way out when I came in. Left her key on the desk and walked out.” Sunny rolled her eyes. “I hope you don’t get many like her.”
“Most of our gues
