CHAPTER 43
“HOW ARE YOU feeling?” Imogen asked as we hung up our aprons the next day.
The shift at Java had only been six hours, but it seemed like twice as long.
“Tired. At least I know why I keep needing to sleep now.”
“Let’s go home. You can spend the afternoon on the sofa. But I don’t suppose you’ve got a few minutes to help with my business plan first?”
“I’d be happy to. It’ll be good to have something to take my mind off…you know. Are you getting any closer to taking the plunge?”
“Every time I think that, something goes wrong. I found a lovely little storefront, and then someone offered more rent than me and I lost it. It’s difficult to find something in my price range in the right area.”
“It’s out there.”
“I know, but I’m tired too. Tired of looking, tired of coffee, just ti
