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in and we can continue this conversation face to face,” Andrew suggested. He hung up the phone. He heard the car door slam and then, a moment later, a knock at his front door.
    He opened it to see Molly standing there. She was wearing a battered pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a picture of a cartoon panda on it. He couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and that her breasts were about the maximum size that they could be while letting her get away with that. He imagined what they looked like outside of the shirt before literally shaking his head to clear the thought away. Molly’s face looked exhausted. Her dark hair was in a messy bun on top of her head, and she had dark, puffy circles under her eyes, which were red and bloodshot.
    “Hi!” She sounded surprisingly perky. “Nice to see you again!”
    “Very much so,” Andrew responded. He extended his hand for a handshake, and Molly gave him a noticeably weak one. Something to work on in the future, he thought. “Come on in, let’s worry about your stuff later,” he suggested.
    Molly followed Andrew into his house, looking at everything with great curiosity. “Is it okay that I’m here early?” she asked. “You look like you’re about to leave.”
    Andrew sighed. “I would have preferred it if you had done what we had originally agreed on, Molly. Yes, I am about to leave for work in a minute now, and I would have rather had you arrive after I finished work for the day like we had planned since that’s what I prepared for, but what I’m more concerned about is the fact that you didn’t get any rest last night. I thought we had decided that you would stop somewhere in Ohio for the night.”
    Molly stared at her shoes (this time, she was wearing a pair of tennis shoes that were once white but had long ago taken on the color of ‘old sneaker gray’) and didn’t say anything. Andrew realized his tone probably sounded very stern, and that Molly was used to people who were scolding her ending the conversation by telling her that she was fired.
    He used his pointer finger to gently lift her chin and force her to make eye contact with him, softening his tone a little.
    “Look, Molly, I’m not mad at you. I just want you to take care of yourself. If I tell you that something is the best plan and you don’t agree, I’d hope that you’d let me know your opinion. Don’t just agree to whatever I’ve told you and then do your own thing in the future, understood?”
    Molly looked seriously contrite, her big eyes looking like they might be about to fill with tears. “Okay. I’m sorry. I just wanted to save money, and I had too much coffee to be able to sleep anyway,” she told him.
    Andrew had figured that it would come down to money. “In the future,” he said, keeping his voice serious but with an undercurrent of affection, “if you have the choice between what’s cheapest and what’s safest, you should always choose the safer option. I’ll cover you if I need to. I don’t want you putting yourself at risk, okay?”
    Molly nodded.
    Andrew felt the desire to give her a kiss on the forehead, but decided against it. “Good girl,” he said.
    Molly’s face bloomed with a shy grin.
    “Let me show you to your room now,” he suggested.
    Molly followed Andrew up the stairs and into his guest bedroom. Wanting everything to be nice for Molly, he had asked Rebecca to come over and help him freshen it up and make it inviting for the young girl, since the room had been pretty sterile before. Rebecca had done an amazing job at it, adding some cozy pillows, a painting here and there, and even bringing some fresh-cut flowers from her garden. Among the pillows she had placed a teddy bear. Andrew had disagreed with this choice.
    He certainly, in a way, saw Molly like a child, but he didn’t want her to feel like he didn’t appreciate her as a grown woman. Rebecca had explained that almost every girl loved stuffed animals, and it sounded, from