"She really is more like Remus than she is either of us," Kate said. "Remus would be proud of her. And I'm glad you're her friend, Jess. It isn't easy being her friend. She's very likeable, but our family brings so much danger with it that it is very difficult to be loyal to her for very long. Khaat is very fortunate to have so many good friends now. "
"This lad has Remus's hair," Robert laughed. "Poor boy."
"And Julia looks like Khaat when she was this age," Kate laughed.
Meanwhile, Brian had mowed the lawn around the restaurant and had trimmed the bushes. He was down to weeding the overgrown flowerbeds. He was sorely tempted to use his wand to do it in one quick flick, but he did know better.
Inside, Khaat had been busy--swamped. She had made several pastries and had sold a steady flow of pastries, selling things almost as fast as she could make them. She was tiring, sweating, hurting. She knew this was too soon for this sort of a rush that lasted for hours. Before long, her boss was coming over to her.
"Don't you know when to go home? she asked her.
"What?" Khaat asked.
"Your shift ended 30 minutes ago."
"But I still have so much to do!" Khaat asked.
"Wednesday. Every other day, for four hours at a time, remember? Its 10 am. Your shift started at 6. Its 10:30. Oh, and here's for your husband, for all his wonderful work on the outside. Can he finish Wednesday?"
"I...I'm sure he can," Khaat said.
"Then take him and go home," she smiled at Khaat. "Go. Go, go, go."
"Alright. See you Wednesday," Khaat said, taking off her apron. Her boss held out her hand to take the apron, and Khaat went out to find Brian.
"I guess our shifts are over. Can you finish on Wednesday?"
"I suppose," he said, standing up and dusting off his hands. "Let me put my things away, and then we'll go."
"I drove, remember?"
"I do. I'm following you home."
It wasn't long after that, that both cars were pulling back into the garage at home.