"Of course, dear. You just call on any of us if you need anything, anything at all, including advice," Helen Carter said.
"Men," Clara Weintraub followed, practically spitting the word. "You take your time with that," she warned, even waving her right forefinger at me. "Don't let anyone, especially here, takes advantage of you. Most of the young men here live from paycheck to paycheck and think saving for a rainy day simply means buying an umbrella."
Heads bobbed.
"Oh, don't worry about me," I said, smiling at them. "For now, I'm wearing a No Trespassing sign around my neck."
That got them all laughing. They followed me out, chuckling and hugging me with warm welcomes. When I paused in the hallway, I saw that Liam had returned and was looking our way. Although he smiled, he shook his head with disappointment and went quickly into his office.
