guess not. But I just wish you didn’t have to carry this burden all alone.”
“I have you,” Beth said softly. “Denke.”
Lydia wiped her eyes and then chuckled. “We’d best find something else to talk about before we’re both crying. So what are you going to do about the store now?”
“Daniel has this idea that I should start going in for a few hours a day. That way at least I can learn something about the business, but—”
“But what? It sounds like a gut idea to me,” Lydia said. “Unless you’re thinking to sell your share?”
“Daniel said something about the store being Benjy’s legacy from his father, and it’s true. If I sell, we’d have the money, but money isn’t everything. Benjy wouldn’t have the store.”
“You don’t have to decide right away, do you? Why not try Daniel’s suggestion?” Lydia was practical, as always. “Maybe you’ll find a way to be a real partner in the business.”
The very thought sent a shiver through her. “I don’t know that I can.”
“Why not?” Lydia’s voice was brisk. “You’re smart, and you’re a hard worker. And you don’t want to turn into a fluffy pillow, ain’t so?”
Halfway between laughing and crying, Beth threw a napkin at her. “All right. Don’t be so bossy. I’ll try. I’ll go in and see what it’s like, but that’s all.”
“Tomorrow,” Lydia said firmly.
Beth wished she had another napkin to throw. “Tomorrow. I promise.”
She just hoped she wouldn’t regret it.
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