Dark glanced around the room and took quick inventory. “Looks like you need more shelves.”
“Or to sell some of this stuff, I haven’t decided which.” Destiny cradled one book in her lap as she finished unloading the first box. “Aunt Pru passed and I’ve been on a rollercoaster since. Moving in, stepping up to manage the store. Ordering. Payroll. It’s like someone pushed the fast forward button on my life.”
“I bet.” He sat down on the floor, opened a nearby box, and pulled the items out, one by one.
“I’ve been meaning to go through all these, but I don’t have much free time. They’ve been allocated to the back burner—until now.” She smiled softly. “Thanks for helping, by the way.”
Dark heard the sincerity in her voice, along with relief. “It’s like a treasure hunt and I happen to like thos
