Sarah felt a lump form in her throat as she realized where Mrs. Johnson was going. “I…I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered.
Sarah smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. “Thank you, Mrs. Johnson. That means a lot coming from you.”
“Okay, fine,” Sarah said, throwing up her hands. “You want to know my secret? I’ll tell you. But you have to promise not to tell anyone else.”
As Mrs. Johnson entered the room, Sarah couldn’t help but notice the serious look on her face. “Hello, Sarah, thank you for coming in today,” Mrs. Johnson said, her voice firm but polite.