Penelope Quinn understood the key phrase was "take care of her." So, she nodded and agreed, "No problem. I'll rearrange my schedule for tomorrow and the day after. I can leave with President Holden at a moment's notice."
"She's been so on edge lately, and I'm very worried about her health. Phoebe Buck is still a rookie and can't help much, so... you know what I mean?"
"Don't worry, President Grant. I get it." Penelope Quinn gave a firm nod.
"Thank you," June Grant said sincerely.
Penelope Quinn smiled and pressed her palms together. "Oh, President Grant, I don't deserve your thanks. President Holden is my boss, too. Taking good care of her is taking care of my own future."
"Okay. You can get back to your work. Call me if anything comes up." June Grant nodded.
Penelope Quinn stood, nodded to June Grant, and left to make arrangements.
