Chapter 387

"I'll end up raising a little money-eating monster who'll spend all my cash," Lyman joked, grinning.

Effie snapped out of her daze and gave Lyman a playful smack, blushing as she protested, "You're ridiculous! Who calls their own kid a monster?"

"So what would you call them then?" Lyman's lips curled into a teasing smile as he looked at her.

"Baby," Effie declared.

"Alright, baby it is," Lyman replied without missing a beat.

Effie stared at him, momentarily thrown off, then, realizing what he'd said, swatted him again, this time with even more indignation.

But her blows were so light they barely registered on Lyman, more like a tickle than an attack.

The two of them bickered and laughed together, while Effie's grandmother looked on from the side, her face lighting up with delight at their antics.

Later that day, Effie had to attend Old Mrs. Lawrence's birthday dinner. Knowing Mrs. Lawrence's fondness for all things handmade and natural, she decided to pick out a thoughtful gift.

Mrs. Lawrence

inside, a shop assistant recognized her. "Miss Bagnold! What brings

maybe pick out a gift for a friend," Effie

right this

When she spotted Effie, her eyes lit up. "Effie! You haven't visited me in ages.

Effie said,

the board thoughtfully. "What about

it already-leads to a

follow up with

"Oh! That just might work-suddenly everything makes

absorbed they were, the shop assistant quietly stepped back inside. At that moment, Mitchell and Suzan arrived in the

made by Mrs McKenzie that month. But when she asked about it, the assistant hesitated. "I'm sorry, but there's only

take it," Suzan

that simple, ma'am," the assistant replied

already reserved for another customer. I

mean? The other assistant said you had some in stock, and now you're telling me it's not for sale? Are you playing games

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