Samantha
The store was busier than usual, but I wasn’t complaining as I hurried around restocking shelves. It kept me busy and distracted, which was all too welcome at that point in time.
I was rearranging one of the middle table displays when I heard the store bell ring for about the fifth time in less than an hour.
Smiling, I turned to greet the new customer, but I tensed and frowned when I realized it was Ryan.
He looked at me with a determined expression as he practically marched toward me.
“Sam, I need to speak with you,” he said in a low tone..
I glanced around the store, taking note of my other customers before telling him, “I’m sorry, sir. As you can see, it’s a rather hectic day today. Do you need help finding a book?”
“You know that’s not why I’m here.”
I shrugged. “Showi
