I wonder what Jonah is doing. The dance is just now starting and I'm sitting at work, beside Mere, waiting for Ms. Antoinette to dismiss us. We've had a bunch of customers today because we've been closed ever since Friday due to the snow storm. Bunches of parents were rushing in here buying last minute gifts for their children, video games galore.
"Wipe that look off of your face," Mere snapped as I sighed.
I looked up at her, my eyebrows furrowed. "What look?"
"That look of despair," Mere complained, scowling.
I narrowed my eyes at her. "It's not despair, its curiosity."
"Curiosity killed the cat, so I suggest you stop being curious," Mere smirked, earning a frustrated sigh from me. I didn't bother to complete the quote. "Anyway, what are you wondering about, girly?"
"I wonder what
