Chapter 11
Ellie was busy with customers when Memory got back. She hurried to put her coat away and get her apron on so she could help, wishing she could say what she’d been thinking of saying to her new friend all the way from the coffeeshop before she lost her nerve. Not that she intended to say anything rude to Ellie, but really, she had some questions that needed answers.
By the time the store was free of customers again, over an hour had passed, and Memory had had some time to think about the conversation she’d had with Dak. She realized she probably sounded very opinionated when she was talking to him about what he did for a living, and she wished she hadn’t come across that way, but she felt duped—if she’d known who he was before she started talking to him, she never would’ve let
