Now that Carly no longer worked for her, Mrs. Whitaker finally asked, “When I move, would you call me sometimes?” Carly laughed and admitted she had emptied her backseat because she thought she was receiving leftovers. Instead, the real gift was something far more meaningful: a friendship they could choose freely.
“Because I want to,” Carly replied. Before leaving, she returned the house key and wrote her personal number on a note. “That’s the number you call when you don’t need your house cleaned.” For eight years, Carly had known exactly where she stood as an employee. Now, for the first time, they could discover where they stood as friends.
