An awkward start

Samantha felt her cheeks flush as she held up the jar awkwardly. “I’m sorry to bother you this early, but I… I really need to ask you something,” she stammered. Mr. Hensley stepped aside and motioned her in without hesitation. “Come in, dear. Let’s sit down and talk,” he said warmly, as if he had been expecting her all along. Samantha stepped inside, her heart pounding.
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