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She plugged that into the spreadsheet, along with Jefferson’s content under Sports. “I think we should put horoscopes back in the issues. It won’t fill much space, but I know lots of people who read those. We can correlate with one of the spiritual bloggers in Georgia to send us one daily and, in turn, put their website below it for free advertisement as payment. No cost out of pocket.”

Why not? “Okay. Know anyone?”

“I’ll look into it right away.” She added it to the list. “Wordsearch puzzles? They used to be a big hit. Gammy did them all the time. There’s a free site that’ll generate one if you put in the words we want to use. Some of the reporters in Boston used it for baby and wedding showers. We could do a different theme daily.”

He bumped his chin toward the screen. “Add it. Good one.”

Feet shuffled behind them.

“Hate to interrupt.” Scarlett batted her eyelashes. “We couldn’t help but overhear.” She and Dorothy came around to the side of the cubicle. “Are you up for suggestions?”

“Absolutely.” Crossing his arms, he rocked in his chair. “Help is appreciated.”

Dorothy tucked her auburn strands behind her ears. “When we were kids, the Gazette used to have an Artist of the Day thing. Students from the school would submit and get chosen to be featured.”

“Oh, that’s right!” Rebecca typed it into the list. “I’ll add this to the email to the administrators and the townsfolk. Hopefully that’ll engage more people again.”

That triggered something for him. “In Minneapolis, the local TV station had a weather picture of the day sent in by viewers.”

Rebecca nodded. “Added. Will also put a shout-out for Pets of the Day. Plucky II can go in our first Friday issue.”

Scarlett’s thumbs were going to work on her cell. “I’ll send you a pic for the weather one to use Friday. I took a great shot at sunset from home the other day.”

Rebecca’s cell pinged. “Thanks.”

“I think you guys should introduce yourselves in the issue.” Dorothy darted her gaze between him and Rebecca. “We didn’t know you were editor. The town can get to know you better.”

Without hesitation, Rebecca typed it on the list. “Good. What else?”

“Know what y’all really need?” Scarlett cocked a hip. “Book reviews. With the library getting remodeled, it’ll boost interest for us when we open. I can send an email out to Mama’s bookclub that we’re reinstating it. We can get together at the plantation until the library is finished, then meet monthly there.”

He grinned. “Belles Bookclub.”

“Yes!” Scarlett beamed, excitedly clapping. “I’ll send the email tonight. First meeting Friday night at seven. Can you put a call-out in the paper?”

“You bet,” Rebecca muttered as she typed. “Any way you can pick a book to start with so I can add it to the article?”

“I’ll text you one in a bit.”

Which reminded him… “You should do a weekly exposé on the library renovations.” He looked at Rebecca, fiercely typing to keep up. “The town will be up to date, and they won’t feel so in the dark. Perhaps write a bit about the history.”

“Love it. I’ll try to get a story written for Friday.”

Dorothy wrung her fingers. “What about the garden club? Maybe tips for planting?”

Scarlett was right on her heels. “Take pictures of the changes inside the Gazette. Let people know the stuff we’re copying is for sale.”

He shook his head. How he missed this. Bouncing ideas and interaction. Being a part of something again. Rebecca’s friends had come up with wonderful ideas. “You three are a force to be reckoned with.”

Scarlett tsked. “And don’t you forget it.”

“Not even if I tried.” He slapped his hands on his thighs and rose. “I’ll tackle Joan and Jefferson’s articles for edit, and call someone from the garden club for a tip.” He pointed to Rebecca. “Send me the link for the wordsearch and I’ll do that, as well. You want to reach out to someone about horoscopes and get the various notifications ready?”

“Will do, boss. I’ll write a brief intro for me. Don’t forget yours.”

A sigh, and he turned for his office. “Yes, ma’am.”

He could all but hear her grin. “Now you’re learning.”

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