The text was short and simple.
He found it.
She grinned, relieved. She responded with a quick question.
And?
His answer amused her, but evoked deep feelings of empathy as well.
He’s worried. The big *girl*.
A short barking giggle erupted from her throat. (She did that when she was surprised by Dwight’s humor.) A second message followed.
Fact. When upset, blood rushes to his face, causing him to blush deeply. He faintly resembles a bowl of jello.
She rolled her eyes.
What’s that even mean?
His response kept her giggling the rest of the afternoon.
I made cherry today.