Page 29 of His Curvy Distraction

She grinned. “Exactly. New ice? Do you want me to unwrap it, or are you going to?”

“I will. I need to take this ice off it and give it a little while. It’s been on there almost an hour.”

“Okay, so you unwrap while I put your clothes in the dryer. Food?”

“I had a sandwich.”

“Meds?”

I shook my head. “I didn’t take anything.”

“Do you want something?”

“Not right now. I might before I go to bed.”

“Okay.”

Daisy left to take care of my laundry, then stayed in the kitchen while I unwrapped my ankle. It hurt, but the swelling was better and I could move it slowly.

It wasn’t broken, but it was going to hurt for a week or two.

Daisy came back to the couch and sat next to me with a sandwich of her own and a container of ice cream with two spoons.

I smiled at her and took the offering. Whenever one of us was sick or hurt, we always got ice cream and shared it. Heartbroken? Ice cream. Walked into a pole? Ice cream. Cold or flu? Ice cream.

Daisy ate her sandwich and watched the end of the movie I had on. When it was over, she took the ice cream and her plate back to the kitchen, then brought back a new ice pack.

“I told you being out there alone wasn’t a good idea,” Daisy said.

“It’s my responsibility. I’m the one who’s going to run the camp.”

“Amelia is your boss, though. Shouldn’t she be involved?”

“She has enough to do with the community center. And she wants the campground to be more than just a summer camp. She has ideas about building a four-season building so we can have kids there for winter break and spring break and year-round.”

“That’s what sent you out there today.”

I shook my head. “I was already planning to see what I could do, but I went earlier than I planned and got more done. I wanted to get it all done.”

“To save money? I thought you had a budget.”

“We do, but it’s not enough for this building Amelia is talking about.”

“So, she doesn’t want to help, but she wants to expand your project and make it more complicated for you? I know you were talking about a structure, but I thought you wanted open-air.”

I nodded. “That was the plan, but she’s not wrong. There are a lot of kids who need a place to go during the year. We just finished up the holiday break and there were kids who didn’t have a spot because there’s only so many we can take.”

“That’s a lot more money than you were planning to spend. Is that why you were trying to get this done alone?”

I nodded. “I have to. The budget the mayor gave us is not enough to do the things that need to be done for us to open, let alone even more.”

“But if Amelia wants to add on to your plan, shouldn’t she be asking for more money?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. The mayor made it pretty clear that there was no more money and that he’s not going to change his mind.”

“There are always funds that they can use for things like this. There’s a town need. Did you ask him?”

I pursed my lips and gave my best friend a look that clearly said she forgot who she was talking to.

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