Chapter 2
The second day
“Get ready to be bombarded,” Trey told Carol, his Christmas temp, after he let her into the shop Friday morning. “We’ll have people picking up costumes they rented for the weekend, plus party-goers and what have you who waited until the last minute to choose something.”
“We can handle it,” she replied with a grin as they walked to the small break room at the back of the shop to hang up their coats. “I’ll take the women, you deal with the men.”
He chuckled. “Are you channeling Nan’s bossiness?”
“She’s not bossy. Well, not much.”
“Carol, I’ve worked with her for almost eight years. She’s bossy when she puts her mind to it.”
He started the coffeemaker; glad to see Carol had brought her lunch, the same way he had. She obviously was smart enough to realize going
