Iâll call people five minutes before weâre ready for them so they can run other errands and not clog up the salon while theyâre waiting.â
Aly glanced around at the customers in the waiting area. Most of them looked a little impatient, checking their phones or reading magazines. Joan was right. They could probably put the time to better use running errands rather than sitting around until a manicurist freed up.
âNice plan,â Aly said. âDo you think my mom will like it?â
Joan massaged her forehead. âIf she doesnât, she can discontinue it when sheâs back. But as long as Iâmin charge, we have to keep businessâand peopleâmoving.â
Aly nodded. Sheâd never seen Joan so serious about something salon-related before. Usually, she was the fun one who made cookies and hosted pizza picnics while Mom took care of salon business.
âSounds great,â Aly said. Then she looked at the clock. She really should head home now and see how Brooke was doing, but then she spotted a familiar face poking through the front door.
âSophie!â Aly said. âWhat are you doing here?â
âMy mom is at the Sports Palace with my brotherâbuying him new sneakers. She said I could come here until theyâre done. I wanted to ask Joan how Brookeâs doing.â
âBig brother or little brother?â Aly asked.
âBig,â Sophie said. âSammy is at home with NaiNai.â Sophie had two brothers, one in seventhgrade and one who was three. Her grandma watched the three-year-old a lot. âI thought you had to work on Lewis and Clark today?â
âI did,â Aly said. âBut I stopped in here afterward for a little bit. Iâm going to go home to see Brooke soon. My mom said she had a bad night, but I donât know how sheâs been today.â
Sophie nodded. âMaybe Iâll give her a call when I get home,â she said.
Aly thought that was a good idea. âAs long as sheâs not sleeping, I bet sheâd like that.â
Sophie nodded again, but she didnât leave the salon. âUm . . . ,â she said. âSince youâre here, thereâs something I wanted to show you.â She held out her hand for Aly to see. âI practiced polishing a lot last night. Look.â
Aly inspected Sophieâs fingers. They were close to perfect. Not a drop of color on her skin, and every part of every nail was polished.
Aly grinned at Sophie. She really did need help tomorrow, and if Sophie could polish, that might fix Alyâs scheduling problem. And even if she did a terrible job, the thing about polish is that itâs easy to take off.
Aly looked at Joanâs clipboard list. Then she took a big breath. âSophie,â she said, âIâm making an ESSDâan Executive Sparkle Spa Decision: Youâre now an official Sparkle Spa manicurist. Can you come in and polish tomorrow afternoon?â
Sophie beamed. âAbsolutely!â she said.
For what seemed like the first time since Brooke broke her arm, Aly exhaled with relief. She put her arm around Sophieâs shoulders. âWelcome to the team,â she said.
âAly!â Joan called from the reception desk. âYour mom is on the phone. She said you should head home now.â
âIâll see you tomorrow,â Sophie said, still smiling, and she walked out the door.
Aly got her backpack and started to head out too. But before she did, she stopped at the reception desk and blurted out, âJoan, just like you, I made a big decision today: I hired a new manicurist for the Sparkle Spa. Sophie. And now everythingâs going to be okay tomorrow.â
At first Joan was silent. She stared at Aly for a few seconds, then finally said, âAly, youâre in charge of the Sparkle Spa. If you think thatâs the right thing to do, you should do it. But you have to take responsibility