reluctant to call only to hear bad news. I’d had trouble erasing the image of Jason’s still form on the floor, so out of place among the bright and gaudy cartoon animals. And even if all was well, her daughter, Caitlin, had looked very distressed, and Arabella might have had her hands full comforting her.
I was knee-deep in paperwork at my desk an hour or so later when Front Desk Bob called. “There’s a Ms. Heffernan here to see you. Can I send her up?”
Arabella had come all the way here, in person? That was kind. I sighed, wishing I had that elusive assistant to send downstairs and escort Arabella up to my office, according to protocol. “Please see her to the elevator, Bob, and I’ll meet her on this end.”
“Will do,” Bob said, and hung up.
I swept the papers into a sort of neat pile, checked to make sure that my guest chair was clear, and walked down the hall to the elevator. I arrived before it had creaked its way up the two stories. When the doors opened, there was Arabella, looking far more cheerful than she had the evening before, and all but hidden behind a large basket filled with flowers and cookies. My mouth started watering immediately, even though I’d eaten breakfast.
“Nell, I wanted to bring you this as an apology for yesterday. What an awful thing! I’m so sorry you had to be there. What must you think of us!”
“Please don’t worry about me, Arabella. Is Jason all right?”
“Thank goodness, yes. That’s why I wanted to see you. I was sure you would be worried, though you were so calm yesterday!”
Arabella had done pretty well herself, taking charge and doing what had to be done. I’d been impressed: her warm and cuddly exterior hid a solid core. “Why don’t we go to my office?”
“Wonderful,” Arabella said.
I led the way, catching a few curious glances directed more at the large basket of goodies than at me. Once in my office, I set the basket on my credenza, then gestured toward the chair. “Please sit down. I was going to call you, but I didn’t want to bother you this morning.”
“Well, Jason’s going to be just fine. He woke up in the ambulance and he was talking. He wanted to go home last night, but the doctors thought he should stay overnight for observation, just in case.”
“That’s great news. Oh, where are my manners? Can I get you some coffee? It won’t be as good as your tea, though.” What I really wanted was an excuse to dig into the cookies. “Unless you have to get back to work right away?”
“Coffee would be lovely. And I’m not in a hurry. I thought I’d treat myself to a little time off, after all the stress of yesterday. And of course the electrical inspectors are back, and I’m sure they don’t want me hovering over them.”
“You didn’t think you should close the museum, at least until they had checked things out?”
“The exhibit has its own independent wiring-we added all that recently. That area’s off-limits to the public anyway, until we open the exhibit, but just in case I asked one of our staff to stay and make sure nobody strays.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Let me get you that coffee. I’ll be right back!” I ducked down the hall to the staff room, praying that there was something in the pot, and that it wasn’t sludge. For once I was lucky. I rinsed out two cups and filled them, then headed back down the hall.
By the time I returned, Arabella had already laid out some of the cookies (from a local bakery, not a package) for us on pretty matching napkins. This was one very organized lady. I set a mug of coffee in front of her, then went around the desk and sat with my own mug. “That looks lovely.”
“Thank you. Your office is quite impressive.”
“It is that. I still feel as though I don’t belong here, and someone’s going to come along and throw me out.”
“Oh, pshaw! You’ll be fine. As I’m sure you’ve discovered, this kind of position takes a strong sense of organization combined with an ability to size up people quickly and schmooze them. And I’ve seen you do those quite well. Don’t underestimate yourself.”
I laughed. “I think you’ve nailed the job description, and thank you for the kind words. How long have you been at Let’s Play?”
Arabella fluttered an airy hand. “Forever, it seems. I came up through the ranks, so to speak. I started out as a docent when my daughter, Caitlin, was young-I saw how much she and the other children loved it, and I wanted to be part of it. And things just sort of grew from there! I’ve been president for ten years now, and I still love it. And I seem to have passed my love of it on to Caitlin-she’s our exhibits coordinator. She’s been working with me at Let’s Play for a couple of years now, since she graduated from college, but the
“I know how much time it takes to get things right, whether it’s fragile documents or plastic animals. She must have had to work long hours.” So Caitlin worked with her mother. I wondered how that had come about-had they avoided any whiff of nepotism?
“Oh yes, she’s spent quite a bit of time working on the exhibit. It’s a shame she lives in Camden now; I tried to get her to stay with me in the city-I’ve been in the same house since Caitlin was young, and when my husband… left”-a brief cloud passed across her face, and I wondered what the story was-“it was easiest to stay on, since she was settled in school and had friends there. And it was so convenient! Most of the time I walk to work.”
“I can see that. I live in the suburbs myself.”
“Well, that’s nice, too. So it’s just you?” Arabella nibbled at a cookie, much like a dormouse.
“It is. I own a house in Bryn Mawr, and I take the train in.”
“It’s so pretty out there!”
“I think so,” I said, sipping bad coffee and compensating for it with a good cookie. “Caitlin and Jason are engaged?”
“If Caitlin says so, I suppose they are. She hasn’t shared the details with me, but they’ve been living together for a while. I can’t run a children’s museum and broadcast that. But I like Jason-he’s a sweet boy. Actually he’s a graduate student at Penn, but he’s been moonlighting with us because we’re behind schedule with the painting, and he can use the money. I’m sure you know how that goes-nothing is ever done on time, or you find something unexpected that has to be fixed before you can move forward.”
I had to laugh. “I know exactly what you mean, especially when you’re working with an older building.”
Arabella nodded. “Anyway, he’s Caitlin’s first real boyfriend, but they’re
“Poor Jason-he was definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time. I’m glad he’ll be all right. Caitlin seemed so upset.”
“Oh, she was. I practically had to drag her home with me last night, once we knew Jason would be fine. I volunteered to pay all his medical expenses. He’s got only minimal coverage through his graduate program.”
“Do you know what happened? Was it a wiring problem?”
“I still don’t know. I’m having the original contractor come in and check it out this morning. We’ve been very careful, you know. He couldn’t understand what had gone wrong-everything looked correct to him. I’ve also asked someone else to check it out, too, just to be sure.”
“Yes, you said you’d had all the inspections.” Which made it odd that something so obvious would short out- assuming that was what had happened. But I was far from an expert on things electrical, and I knew how often older buildings were plagued by jerry-rigged systems, especially if they’d been around for a hundred or so years. That was a problem we battled with at the Society every time we tried to install something. “Well, I hope whatever it was, it’s simple to fix, and I’m very glad that Jason’s going to be all right. Have you ever visited the Society? I’d love to show you what we’ve got. We may even have a collection of children’s books printed in Philadelphia-if I can find it.”
Arabella clapped her hands. “Ooh, I’d love to see. It’s so much fun to take a peek at what goes on behind the scenes.”
I stood up. “Then I’ll be happy to show you.”
I loved showing off our collections, although to an outsider they didn’t look like much: rows of old metal shelving holding books and documents, mainly. But once you opened a book or a file, there were all sorts of treasures. I could tell that Arabella was sincere in her appreciation, particularly when I showed her the business
