“At least for the moment. “Come on, Lucie, time to go on-line.” The little dog scampered over to the small dining area that was now Helen’s in-home office. A brand-new ComStar computer and printer took up almost the entire table. The shelves on both walls, bare when she moved in, were filled with computer books, Xerox paper, printer cartridges, a separate fax machine, her textbooks for the night classes she attended along with all the small business papers and manuals she’d applied for with the ...Small Business Administration, and last but certainly not least, dog treats and chew bones to keep Lucie busy while she was on the computer. There wasn’t an inch of available space left. It was her home, and she loved it, cluttered or not. It now looked like someone with an identity lived there; a real person, as she thought of herself these days. She’d spent the past weekend going to the flea market on Route 1 to buy knickknacks and green plants that had been bedraggled but were now showing signs of life with plant food and daily watering.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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