Chapter 29
- I loved them already.
- It wasn’t busy—a fact I’d been counting on by not coming during the lunch rush—and so I was able to wander right up to the counter without having to wait in line.
- Heather turned to me with a smile on her face. Her black hair was pulled back into a twist in a pale green crocodile clip, and a few wisps framed her dark eyes as she greeted me.