Daisy’s POV
I have a steady stream of visitors throughout the day, my fellow shop owners each coming in to check on me and lament over my father’s car, word spreads quickly down Main Street it seems.
True to my promise, I take breaks every hour until Laurence leaves at 3pm. During one such break, the door to my office smashes open and the form of the person I’ve been expecting to appear finally does.
‘YOU!’ Seona growls, pointing a finger at me as she stalks into the office, shoving the door closed with her hand as she passes.
‘Hi Se’ I mutter weakly, giving her a small smile.
‘Don’t you hi Se me’ my best friend snaps back angrily, placing her hands on my desk and glaring at me. ‘Do you know how worried I’ve been? Not one phone call Dais, not a text, an email not even a damn thumbs up
