Jay bit his lip as he sorted through the scarves. There were several bright colored ones he really liked, even a few neutrals, but he couldn’t find the one Franny had shown him and he was getting more and more frustrated.
“Can I help…oh, it’s you, Jay.” Franny smiled at him when he turned around. “Gonna buy a new scarf on your day off?”
“Well, I was, but I can’t find it. Where’s the one you showed me the other day?”
The smile dropped from her face. “I’m sorry, Jay, a guy came in and bought it. I think it was for his boyfriend.”
Jay tried to push aside the overwhelming disappointment. He needed to spend over eighty bucks on a scarf like he needed a hole in the head. But damn, he had been hoping that scarf would cheer him up.
Fat chance.
“How about another scarf?” Franny, ever the sale
