It was slightly too early in the morning to deal with Marge’s energy, but Vivienne still smiled warmly at her; she had always liked the older woman, as she was constantly doing good around the town, kind of like a fairy godmother. “I actually wasn’t planning on doing that, but now I kinda have to.”
“Vivienne, you are such a darling! If you’ve got other things to attend to, I totally understand if you can only come for an hour or two. But all help is appreciated,” Marge exclaimed happily. “Is there anything in specific that you would like to do? I know we still need some people to help put on a new coat of paint to the window frames and such. I could use some help with catering around lunchtime--”













