I left for work about an hour after Thorn returned home from his first night shift. He’d looked tired but pleased with himself. When I’d asked him how it had gone, he’d replied, “I’ve never seen so many cans of food in my life!”
Laughing, I’d wished him sweet dreams and headed out. When I arrived at the bookstore, Trent and Shirley were already there, waiting for Austin to unlock the front door. I hadn’t seen either of them in the two days I’d been gone, and they’d been the least of my worries.
Trent gave me a cautious nod, which I returned. I ignored Shirley. Austin unlocked the door from inside and I waited for everyone to go in before taking up the rear. I said “good morning” to my boss and headed for the staff room to put away my messenger bag. Maury wasn’t working today.
I eschewed
