“Oh, good,” said Katie when she came in for her shift at ten. “You’re in a good mood again.”
“What does that mean?” asked Kiko, more amused by the comment than anything. He was at the computer behind the counter, working on ideas and lists for upcoming November events at Yolks on You.
“Kiko, really,” said Katie, making a face at him. “You’ve been grumpy for the past few weeks. Did you finally get rid of that guy?”
“No,” said Kiko.
“Oh, well, tell me about it after I punch in.” Katie disappeared down to the basement. When she returned, people were showing up with their children for a Mother Goose reading. Kiko took it today and pulled Mother out of his pen when he was done so the children could stroke the goose’s feathers. When he finally returned to the counter, Katie was sullen.
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