Chapter 68

Rainer’s POV 

I was ready to dwell on what she'd said and not said when the preschoolers came out from their classroom. 

Soon the garden was filled with screeches and laughter, dirt, and the need to save the small plants from trampling feet. 

The kids loved seeing our virtual garden plan and comparing it with the real thing. I wanted Tasha to enjoy it - the very real application of her program - but she remained in her car. 

Then when she did come out, Tasha found ways to avoid me. It wasn't hard with about fifteen moving obstacles in between us, but she made sure we didn't say another word to each other until lunchtime. 

The preschoolers marched off back to their classroom, and I cornered Tasha near the frame for our runner beans. "Please tell me you plan to order sandwiches from that great little deli again," I said. Tasha crossed her arms. 

"Aren't you headed back to the office yet?"

 "We get lunch break