He was still going through his list of instructions for Dwayne when Sophie walked in. She’d put new highlights in her hair and carried an expensive hot-pink leather handbag he’d never seen before.
“Hello, heartbreak,” she greeted him breezily, displaying the handbag. “Meet the silver lining. Isn’t it adorbs?”
Dwayne whistled. “Sweet. How much did that baby cost?”
“What does it matter, compared to the price of a broken heart?”
Dwayne looked from one to the other of them. “Y’all broke up?” He swung around to check the Helly Hansen calendar on the wall behind the counter. “Damn, I missed it by two days.”
He threw up a hand to block Mark’s thunderous glare. “You can’t fire me. You just put me in charge.”
Mark closed the binder that held all the key phone numbers, account numbers, schedul
