Tables have turned..

When I got back in I looked up at the clock and realized my half hour break had become almost an hour with the events at the convenience store.

Walking in, something struck me as wrong but I couldn’t place it.

Gertrude came out and welcomed me back. She also handed me an envelope with my name on it. “Here you are lad!

I blinked at her “I thought you said that you wouldn’t be able to this week?” I asked.

She replied “it was a good week after all” her eyes twinkling and gestured with her chin to the open space.

.. Where the dining set had been.

“Mrs Cunningham was thrilled to receive my call! When I told her that I had a full set she sent someone straight away. You remember Mrs Cunningham don’t you? The sculptor.”

I nodded dumbly, letting my mind catch up to the moment and how in the world was I going to get Breanna back to her old self again?!

“She’s the one that sometimes works at the art gallery right?” I asked, hoping that I at least knew of one place where I might find her.

“Oh yes, she even teaches at the college sometimes hosting classes. But she was over the moon about the set and didn’t even haggle hardly at all!” Gertrude finished with glee.

The rest of the day became make work while i thought furiously about all that had gone wrong..

Breanna transformed - with no easy way to tell which was her, I had to find the elusive Mrs Cunningham and Somehow convince her to let me into wherever that had gotten.. there was the problem with Mark and Liz seemed Waaaay too enthusiastic about the catcher. Apparently she had Chantal’s phone too, which I had to..

Return to Jane.

I glanced at the clock, and texted Liz

Me: I need to drop Chantals phone off with Jane in an hour. Where are you?

Liz: ….

Wow, at least she looks at her phone often.

Liz: I can put it in your coat and you can grab it from the store? I am off shift soon but I have an appointment I can’t miss after. I’ll let Sam know you’ll come by.

With Gertrude in such a good mood, she didn’t even try to keep me early.