Heather gave the chew toy to the dog, patted his head and gave Rick a tight smile. “Time to get to work.”
Turning her back on them both, she raced to the truck in the parking lot. Both of her workers were already in back. Tyrone was moving bags of compost to the rear edge of the truck and handing them off to Amber, who was dropping them down onto the dolly.
“Wow, look who’s early,” Tyrone said when Heather got closer. “So what is the spy up to this morning?”
“Tyro-o-one.” Amber poked his leg. “Hi, Heather.”
Heather laughed. “At the moment, he’s up to taking care of the dog my kids found last night.”
She couldn’t help but look over to where Rick sat with the dog. They were both watching the workers with lazy interest.
Thinking about going to the wedding alone, Heather felt a twinge of disappointment.
Too bad about Rick.
He was just someone she couldn’t let into her life. She needed to keep a professional distance.
To that end, thinking he could help haul stuff where it was needed, she yelled, “Hey, Mr. Sunglasses, since you’re not doing anything, why not come over here and give us some muscle?”
Rick got to his feet almost immediately and sauntered toward them. The dog sat at alert and watched.
“I still think he’s on some secret mission.” Tyrone kept his voice low. “We should see if we can crack him. A point for every detail we learn about him. Whoever gets the most points gets free pizza for lunch.”
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Heather said.
“Why not?” Amber asked. “It’s all in good fun.” Then, “Hey, if you can take over here, I’ll fetch the wheelbarrow.”
Which would make things go even faster. “Great.” Heather grabbed a bag from Tyrone and lowered it to the stack already on the dolly. “This is pretty full. I’d say just one more.”
Tyrone handed her a bag, then jumped down from the back of the truck. “I’ll take these over to the rain garden.”
The idea was to move the supplies directly to the site where they would be used. Which meant bags of compost and potting soil would be piled up in several areas for the next couple of weeks. They would need the bags of mortar and the quarry gray blocks to build the rain garden retaining walls today. A lot more was coming—boards for raised beds and Wisconsin bluestone for another terrace with built-in seating and a fire pit. Heather was trying not to order too much at once. The bed and breakfast was about to get busy, and she knew the owner did not want his guests to be inconvenienced. That was why she’d decided to start with the beach area, the walkway and rain gardens—they were all directly between the mansion and the lake.
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