Page 93 of A Home for Harmony

Danielle’s jaw dropped. “I never realized I could sell these.”

“I don’t know enough about the market, but with some research I’m sure you can tap into it. For now, we should decide how you want to start. Do you want to set up a website or just a YouTube channel, Instagram, or TikTok?”

“I think I should just start with the channel first,” Danielle said. “Then once I get the hang of that, I can move onto other platforms.”

“Well, there are free design sites that will help you put content on your videos. I’ll send you a list of them when our call is done, but I’m positive you know them from your last job.”

“I do,” Danielle said. “I’ve never played with them much.”

“You are clearly very creative, and I’m sure you’re going to learn quickly.” There was a glow on Danielle’s face from the words of praise. Harmony looked at the time on the top of her screen and had about forty minutes left on the call and knew they’d use up every minute.

“Thank you for saying that,” Danielle said. “No one has ever said that but my mother before.”

“Now you’re going to show everyone just who you are and how creative you can be. I’m so excited for you.” She punched into her keyboard and had fireworks going off on the screen.

Danielle almost looked as if she was going to cry over the words.

“You don’t know how much that means to me. It’s always been hard to make friends. I had such a good time with you and Lizzie on New Year’s Eve. I appreciate you letting me tag along.”

“Anytime,” she said. “It was a blast.”

It wasn’t until after that she’d found out from Lizzie that Danielle had overheard the plans that night and asked if she could go.

Harmony didn’t care, but Lizzie was bummed, as her friend just wanted it to be the two of them. It wasn’t as if Lizzie didn’t like Danielle, just that she thought Danielle was a bit odd and would hold them back that night. It hadn’t happened.

Wasn’t everyone odd in their own right?

She thought so.

The two of them got through a lot of information and scheduled another call for the following week so that Danielle could try to get things set up through trial and error.

She loved when she could make a difference like that for someone.

It was why she enjoyed posting videos and words of encouragement so much too.

Even though she’d told herself she’d cut back on it, she found she missed it.

She picked her phone up and sent Lizzie a text and was surprised when her phone rang a minute later.

“Hi,” she said. “I didn’t think you’d call me. You like to text.”

“I have a few minutes,” Lizzie said. “You talked to Danielle? About what?”

She wouldn’t go into too much detail. It’s not as if they had some contract to not talk about it, but she’d still be light.

“She sent me an email. She needed help with a few things, nothing major. I couldn’t believe she’d left. Did you know she was going to?”

“I didn’t even know she left,” Lizzie said, laughing. “That is why I called. She’s kind of forgettable or invisible oftentimes. I know that is horrible to say and I feel bad. When did she leave?”

“She said a few weeks ago. She said little about it and I didn’t pry.”

No way she’d admit that Danielle said there were some big personalities there. It could be good or bad, depending on the person’s point of view.

“You know how this place is,” Lizzie said. “Everyone is cutthroat and sitting on a high horse. They all think they know it the best.”

She laughed. “They do.”

“No one was as good as you and that burned many people. They wanted to hate you, but then loved you at the same time.”