After school, I went to my dad's shop to help him with his work. He owned a small fishing supplies store by our house. It wasn't much but it earned us money to pay bills and food. Unless he blew it on alcohol first.
I worked on restocking the shelf for a few hours then did some inventory. The doorbell rang indicating we had a customer.
A good looking man about 45 ish came inside the store and looked around.
"Can I help you find something sir?" Dad asked.
"Just need some good baits for catching trouts." he smiled.
His smile looked very familiar. Have I met him before?
"Well don't just stand there, help him find what he is looking for!" Dad barked at me.
I stood up and went to grab the box of baits and handed it to the man. He took it from me and smiled again. He had kind blue eyes wh
