Later, after lunch, Allison made it into the shop without puking. Progress.
"Mom?" she called, shoving her purse into the office.
"I am here in the Store room!"
Allison made her way back to the room she'd been organizing a couple days ago.
"You know," Hayley said, swiping her forearm over her forehead, "I think we should try to get another set of bookshelves."
Allison chuckled. "Are you nuts? This place is already floor to ceiling stocked. If we put any more books on the floor, we won't be able to move."
"Good point. But geez."
The bell above the door jingled and Allison went out to greet the customers. She smiled. "Hi. Can I help you find anything?"
The three girls, all in their twenties, stared at her with wide eyes. The one in the middle smirked, her eyes scanning over Allison's
