Page 76 of The Sound of Harmony

Emma was happy for Kendrick, but between meetings with the CPO and doctor’s appointments, he’d been in Columbus a lot. He hadn’t had any dizzy spells—at least none that she’d seen—and although he wouldn’t let her hear his composition in progress, he assured her it was the best thing he’d ever written.

Emma was putting the last of her supplies into her truck when Mitch showed up, blasting country music so loud that she could hear it even through the closed windows of his SUV. This time, it was Florida Georgia Line and Mitch shut off the engine right away rather than wait and sing the chorus.

“Hey, I’m glad I caught you,” Mitch said, as he bounded toward her. He was wearing his usual red polo shirt and had a small cardboard box in his hand.

“Is that for the house?” she asked. Maybe she wasn’t as finished organizing it as she’d thought.

“No, for you.” He opened the box to show her. “I had business cards made for you. I remembered you didn’t have any, so I made some.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” She lifted one out of the box. Pink letters were printed on hefty white cardstock. The font matched the one on her truck’s sign.

“I copied your branding,” Mitch said with the eager expression of a golden retriever getting ready for a walk. “Do you like it?”

“It’s amazing,” Emma said. Nothing on her website was pink. Nothing on her social media was pink. She didn’t wear, buy, or own anything pink. But Gwendolyn had chosen pink for her sign, and now the rest of the world had decided that pink was her color. Truly amazing.

Emma turned the card over and read the back out loud. “Preferred Organizer of Bell Real Estate.”

“I made another batch for me, so I can give them to clients,” Mitch said. “When I recommend your services, they need to know where to find you, am I right?”

The internet. The internet is where to find me. Paper-free. Emma didn’t say it out loud. Instead, she forced a smile and thanked Mitch for his generosity.

His methods might be strange, but she couldn’t argue with the results. She didn’t like them, but they were only cards, so what did it matter?