Grace Belden looked her sister's desperate face before her gaze dropped to Claire's nine-month's worth of swollen belly.
"I need a physical presence at that location, Grace. I wouldn't ask but..." Claire's voice trailed off, but Grace knew the words she'd left unspoken as well as the wording in the vendor contract.
"Only for you, Claire, because you are my baby sister who looks like she's ready to pop." Grace gave a sigh over her designer outfit she'd not had time to change, however, she turned to reload the cart with the afternoon's required supplies. "And because after today my life will never be the same."
"Oh, pray tell me the reason, Older Sister O' Mine." Claire settled deeper into her chair to prop her feet up on a stool.
"Your sarcasm pains me, but I'll tell you anyway. I whispered my heart's desire into the wind, which, according to Madame Zelda, means that my wish will come true. She's a nice lady. I didn't want to hurt her feelings."
"Very poetic. I hope you wished for a date."
"A romantic stranger would have to drop from the heavens. There is no suitable date material in Maydale, Texas. That means for today, you are my only date. On that note, I'm off feed the world."
She guided the snack cart from the vendor's supply area to the main circuit of the park. Lord, it had been years since she'd done this job. Her parents had owned the concession contract then. She lifted her face to the afternoon sun and breathed deeply, though her tired feet protested the long walk.
I'm waiting for you, Grace.
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