“Can you guys be really quiet while I make a very important phone call?” I asked the Tibbles.
“Why you gotta call?” Cade asked.
“It’s about a job.”
“Why do you need a job?”
“So I can make some money.”
“But what about being our aunt?” he asked.
“I’ll still be your aunt.”
“That’s your job, being our aunt.”
“It doesn’t pay that well,” I said.
“But I drew you a picture that said you rock and has flowers.”
“That’s better than money,” I said. “But I should probably get a job.”