“Ouch,” I groan as I soak in the tub and rub the bottoms of my feet. My body feels like it’s been hit by a dump truck. Black Friday at the boutique was a madhouse, and Saturday was just as busy. We opened early, stayed late, and I don’t think I took a lunch break on either day. The shelves need to be restocked since every holiday item sold out. Thankfully, I have more inventory arriving first thing tomorrow.
My customers were so excited that they lined up along the sidewalk beginning at four in the morning. I overbought with hopes to sell out, and it actually happened.
The only thing I missed was not seeing Archer that much. When I finally got home, we ate dinner, then passed out.
After I’m out of the bath, I put on some jeans and an oversized sweater. Today, Archer and Gemma are modeli
