Autumn Song (Part 1, page 2 of 10)


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around her shoulders. It wasn't a problem- not eating midday. In fact, having time for a morning outing such as this was preferable. The afternoon would provide another break for a snack- maybe cheese and veggies around two or so.

She tilted her head into the wind blowing appropriately enough down the road named North Street. Her troubled thoughts were swirling like the leaves. So much to think about, so many decisions to make. She was happy enough working in the cheerful greeting card store. She felt fortunate to have a kind boss who had welcomed her into a struggling business, inviting Fleur to use her new business degree to turn things around with some rather innovative ideas. Not all business owners would have taken such a risk, and Marge's instincts about Fleur had proven correct. The shop's budget was soon as cheery as its greeting cards. Fleur's generous nature, however, had prohibited her from cashing in on the nascent profits, and her bank account reflected it. She insisted on an assistant's salary, although Marge had offered to split profits, and still rented a modest efficiency after a year and a half.

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