Chapter 4
“No, those are one-ninety-nine a pound.” Andre canceled the last item Rain had punched into the cash register and impatiently corrected Rain’s mistake. “All candy is one-ninety-nine. Except for the chocolate on the back wall and that’s on the list I gave you.” Andre scratched his mustache and apologized to the woman waiting for her change on the other side of the counter. “Sorry, he’s new,” he explained to her. “And I’m training him.” He handed the woman her bag.
Training him?
Andre pointed to the list of items and prices he expected Rain to know already. But it was his first day at the small specialty store and he hadn’t had a real chance to practice, because every time a customer came in, Andre would rush up to the front and take over. “See, it’s all written here, Raymond,”
