Impulse
Week Two
Once upon a time we went to an airport, and once again we were on our way there again. I rolled down the window in the limo just enough to let some fresh beach air in, and put my sunglasses back on as the sun streamed through.
I couldn’t really believe it was Tuesday already. Monday had flown by so fast and innately in a blur.
After we had got back from Milan, the goss about Exquizit’s success at the expo had quickly spread, and customers were literally lined up before store opening hours yesterday morning.
“It’s Becca. It’s unbelievable!” I remembered hearing Becca trying to say as she had called me first thing when she had arrived outside the store before I did on the Monday, but it had been hard to hear her and it had sounded like she was at a rock concert. Becca w
