Chapter 28
LouiseLouise followed Philip as he led her into a*****e. Although she was excited because Philip said they were going to do something fun, she held on tightly to his arm. He’d become her compass to safety. Wherever he was, Louise felt that somehow, she would be safe.
The moment she stepped into the store, the smell of cinnamon wafted around her. She looked up at Philip as she tried to identify the memory that lingered in her mind. “I know this place,” she said.
“You do.” Philip patted her hand and smiled.
“I do?”
“You used to work here,” he said. “It used to be your bookstore.”
“Is that so?” Louise beamed. “Did I have a bookstore?”
“Indeed—and you loved spending time here.”
Louise looked around in wonder; amazed that everything she saw used to be hers. Around her, Louise
