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You look like you could use this.
Thank you. Yeah, I just found out I can only apply early decision to one
college. Apparently it helps your chances or something.
Well, they don't make it easy, do they?
No. So what were you thinking?
It's really complicated.
Because if I go to Provincetown, I can be an English major, I can move to New
York City and become a big writer for, like, magazines.
Or, you know, I could go to state and be a cheerleader and start my own online
juice company in L.A. And yes, of course, I will have a beach house and an
architect husband and a beautiful daughter named Cleopatra.
But, you know, I think I'll always wonder, what if I had gone to
Provincetown?
Yeah, I had a bunny named Cleopatra, but what I meant was, what do you think of
the order?
Oh! Yeah, sorry. I'm kind of craving cereal.
Really? Well, how about Cinnamon Toast Crunch?
Girl over there just ordered it, too.
Yeah, that's perfect.
You know, you've been sitting here for hours.
Why don't you go outside, kid, and go see the world?
But I'm just getting to the good stuff.
Freddie Fitzroy is about to reopen the factory to save Attaway from going
bankrupt. Yeah, I heard they were going to honor old Freddie Fitzroy at the
Attaway day.
You know, you shouldn't believe everything you read.
Why? What do you mean?
That's a long story.
And I've got nothing but time.
Freddie Fitzroy was a nitwit with a big bank account.
He nearly destroyed this town.
Thank you so much for helping me. For happier allowance?
Of course. That's what friends are for.
It's funny.
None of my Attaway friends said yes.
They're lost.
Old stuff is the best.
This was your grandma's house?
Yeah. She passed away over the summer, so my cousin Astrid and her mom moved
in. We've been cleaning out her stuff for ages.
And apparently, she was older.
Trish Sheik from 1987?
Amazing! Yeah, it's yours if you want it.
Thanks. And don't worry about the French stuff.
We'll come around.
Yeah. I don't know.
They think I'm like a double agent for Millwood, so this probably wouldn't help
them.
You know, you could always come back to us. We missed you on the team.
Simone, I can't do that.
Just think about it.
Well, you see, old Freddie Fitzroy... He thought that he could turn Attaway into
the car capital of the U.S. of A.
Five years hence, Attaway will be the richest county in the nation and Fitzroy
its number one producer.
What about Henry Ford and his automobiles? Ford doesn't stand a chance
against Fitzroy, mark my words.
Ladies and gents, I present Fitzroy Factory.
What say you say?
No carburetors? That's unacceptable.
Best find them stat.
Come in.
Sir, may I have a moment?
Who are you and why aren't you working?
Celia Adkins. I work in the factory.
The girls on the floor had a few requests.
Nothing major.
Breaks for lunch?
Are you mad?
If we want to release Model F by next year, we ought to work double time.
If you don't mind me saying, one of the girls came from Detroit.
She said Ford's factories are faster and cheaper.
We'll never catch up. I do mind. And you better not share that pessimism with my
workers. Ford's got the leg up in steel and manpower. I thought if we limit our
production to things that we have plenty of, I mean rubber, sir. You think I
should give up my whole auto enterprise?
For some rubber?
That's malarkey.
Cars need tires.
We could produce ten times as many at a fraction of the cost. You know what? I
think you should get back to the floor and get to work.
Sorry to bother you.
Are these your grandparents?
They're cute.
You wouldn't even suspect they're hoarders.
Who's that?
Funny. I don't know.
Come on, we're almost done. Not almost.
We are done. I have to meet Gus at the park before our parents pick us up. You
wanna come?
No, thanks.
If he's there, Eggie might be there, and... To be honest, I need a break from
those Attaway boys.
Come on, they can't all be bad.
Didn't I see you dancing with that cute Tin Man at Halloween?
Jordan? He was a robot, and he's cool.
All of the boys started calling him Mr. Tin Head. It's so stupid.
Ugh. Boys, Gus left a fake spider under my pillow.
I had a heart attack.
I think he was flirting?
Come on, Harm. I helped you with all these boxes. Only fair.
Fine. But if those Attaway girls see us together, I'll become the Mowood Mole.
You definitely need new friends.
Um, ready to go?
Aren't you ready? It is almost 4 p.m. and the mayor is coming directly.
The mayor? Now?
Yes, now, now. Fix your time.
Drink some coffee.
Mr.
Fitzroy.
Madam Mayor, may I get you... A cup of coffee, ma'am? Yes, thank you, my dear.
I'll be direct, Freddy. The town is suffering. The dole line's down the
street. The rail company's threatening to skip Attaway. What?
Without a train stop, my shipping cost will double.
That's why we need you to double your workforce.
We need jobs.
Double? With Ford on my back, every penny I've got is tied up.
How many jobs do we need, ma'am?
One hundred, or we'll go belly up.
Any ideas, Freddie?
Um, we were actually just in the process of transitioning from automobiles to
rubber tires.
And with the money that we will save from production, we will surely be able
to afford extra jobs.
Exactly what she said.
Tires, huh?
Well, that's genius, Freddy.
It's a promising day for Attaway.
Nice shot.
Talking to me, Millwood? She's just here to meet Gus.
Gus got picked up an hour ago. He's gone already?
Shoot. You were too busy fraternizing with an enemy.
Maybe I should tell Belle.
Belle keeps you on a tight leash.
Watch it, Millwood.
Or what? You're going to throw up a few more air balls?
Air balls? He must be blind.
Then prove it. You and me. Horse, let's go.
You're a ball, Egghead.
To Mr. Fitzroy, whose genius and innovation has done a spectacular thing
for Attaway.
Huzzah.
And it's just a start. In about five years, it'll be 400. 600.
600. And it'll just keep going up.
And at full capacity, we could employ over 1,000 laborers. I'm sorry, and you
are? Oh, and that's my, uh... Factory supervisor, Celia Adkins.
Very pleased to meet you. Not in there.
We're still working on the title.
Celia Adkins saved the day and the town.
Plus, she made sure that all the workers were treated fairly.
We should be celebrating her. Help me, stupid ancestor.
Well, I couldn't agree with you more, kiddo.
And it's not just because I'm related to Celia on my mother's side.
I think it was like a great, great... I don't know, something like that.
Then you should help me. We can petition to the Historical Society to honor her,
not Freddie.
You know, you remind me of another Fitzroy.
My old friend Kathy.
She was my grandparent's sister.
And a fine woman. You know, I think I got some pictures somewhere.
Hang on.
What time is it?
A little afternoon.
I've been asleep for an hour. I'm never going to finish these applications.
You're Harmony's sister, right?
You mean Harmony's my sister?
Everyone's entitled to her own point of view.
You remind me a lot of my friend Ellie.
H-O-R-S.
This is so stupid. Let's just say Eggie's ego is a little taller than he
is. Well, who you choose as friends says a lot about a person.
I can say the same about you and those mean girls on the dance team.
Technically, I'm just the dance team manager.
I don't know if I fit in there.
So you're just gonna run back to Millwood?
I didn't say that.
Good. We'd miss you.
I win! I win!
Fair's fair.
Got a good shot, Millwood.
I'm in it. See?
I think he's not too bad.
And hey, neither are you.
Okay. That's Kathy.
And that's your grandpa.
And that's Alan in the arcade.
It used to be our family diner.
Is that you with my great-aunt Kathy?
Were you two an item?
Yes, indeed.
My first steady girlfriend.
Who's that?
Well, that's my sister, Jo.
She looks an awful lot like... Yeah, she does.
But we're not related.
At least that I know of.
Why are you guys staring at me like that?
Next week on Chicken Girls.
This felt like you hadn't even read the book. Maybe I was just having a bad day.
Frankly, it's as if two different people did the assignment. I'm on a deadline to
fix the Attaway Appeal website.
Come on, just read a few. I think we just took down the site. What are you
guys doing here? Just came to check out the competition.
I'd love a good old-fashioned dance hall.
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