Her Small-Town Hero. Arlene James

a big bite of eggs before pinning her with his gaze. “For the employment papers.” She felt the color drain from her face, even though she’d expected this. He seemed not to notice, digging into his food. “You can give it to me after you get the peas on.”

      She nodded before making her escape.

      One more lie, she told herself. Just one more, and then everything would be fine.