Page 27 of Daddy's Soul


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Late. She was late.

She was very, very late.

In fairness, it hadn’t been her fault. Darn Colin had forgotten to wake her this morning.

And in fairness to Colin, he couldn’t speak. Because, you know, he was a stuffed toy.

But now, she was horribly late, and she was going to be in so much trouble.

“SOS. SOS,” a creepy, Devil-like voice came out of her handbag. The woman sitting next to her on the bus gave her a strange look.

Faith smiled wanly and drew her phone out.

SOS: Where are you, Blossom?

Fudge.

Faith: I’m ten minutes away, sir.

She was going to have to hoof it to get there in ten minutes. The bus came to a stop and she raced down, but her foot hit something, and she went flying, landing on her hands and knees.

“Are you okay?”

Faith glanced up, trying to blink back her tears as an older woman held out a hand to her. She took it, letting the woman help her up.

“Yes, thank you.”

“You shouldn’t be in such a rush.”

Nodding, Faith carried on at a half-limp. She made it up the elevator and to her desk before she realized she’d forgotten to stop and get Reuben a latte.

Don’t cry.

She didn’t look at her hands or pull up her skirt to study her knees.

Reuben’s door was partially open so she didn’t bother to knock. “Sir, I’m here. But I have to go get your coffee.”

“Come here, Blossom.”

Yikes.

Taking a fortifying breath, she stepped into the room, her gaze down. If she looked at him, she thought she might burst into tears. Which wasn’t a professional look.

“Ms. Blossom, look at me.”

“I’d really rather not,” she whispered.

To her surprise a pair of black shoes appeared in front of her feet. And a finger was placed under her chin, tilting her head back. She blinked as she stared up into his face.

“What happened?”

Sniffle.

Stop it.

“Little Blossom,” he crooned.

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