SAV
“Take a breath,”Penny said as I held the phone to my ear while I arranged and rearranged the book display near the cashier station. “You sound like you’re doing aerobics, for God’s sake.”
Naturally, I’d confided in my best friend that I had to face Chris at the bookstore. Even if I hadn’t, she’d have known something was bothering me, if not on the phone, when I met her later.
Penny worked as an art curator at a gallery a few stores down from mine, and lunch was our thing. She’d called my cell phone a few minutes ago to confirm our lunch date.
“I’m breathing just fine,” I said calmly, rearranging the bestsellers again. “There should be more of a blend between the new books and the classics.”
Grampa walked by, pushing a cart filled with books to restock. “Great job, Savannah. That l
