Her Colorado Cowboy
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He leaned forward, linking his hands together and studying Paul’s face intently. “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Paul couldn’t think of a single time when he’d done less than his best work. “I’m not sure I do.”
“You do great work,” Harold reiterated, “and the customers do like you. It’s just that...” He stopped, looking as if it pained him to say what he had to say. “Mrs. Meissner had a bit of a complaint about you yesterday.”
“A complaint?” Paul repeated, trying to think of his dealings with her. He had fixed her car, which hadn’t been an easy job. Also, in the short time he’d known Mrs. Meissner, she struck him a chronic complainer.
“Maybe complaint is too strong a word,” Harold amended. “Let’s say she had a concern about you.”
“What was it?” Paul asked, wishing that his boss would get to the point. He didn’t want to leave Tyson waiting too long.
“Well, she always likes someone to review her invoices with her,” Harold explained, “and she said that you refused to do it.” Harold looked at him, as if sure there was a logical explanation.
Suddenly Paul remembered the incident. Mrs. Meissner had said something about a price being higher than usual. Paul had remarked that inflation seemed to impact everything and then had gone into the shop to let the next customer know he was ready for him.
His mind raced, like a mouse going through a maze after some elusive cheese. He would have to apologize and give some kind of reason. He had to make sure that he bonded with the people of this town, for Tyson’s sake, even if his own inclination was to run away as soon as the pressure was on. Maybe he would take Ms. Connelly up on her offer of Ty and him joining in those Wednesday night activities at church.
There was only one thing he was sure of. There was no absolutely no way he could tell Harold, or Mrs. Meissner, or anyone else that the reason he hadn’t reviewed the invoice with her was because he couldn’t read.
Copyright © 2019 by Donna Lynn Gartshore
ISBN-13: 9781488042782
Her Colorado Cowboy
Copyright © 2019 by Melinda Obenhaus
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