Allie opened all the windows in her apartment to let the sea breeze flow through the apartment. It was a glorious morning. She sat down by the street-side window to savor her coffee and take a pulse on how busy the traffic was before going downstairs to open the shop. While locals scurried to work or on errands, tourists strolled at a leisurely pace in the mid-morning sunlight. A woman and a teenaged girl stopped outside Allie’s shop and admired the window display. Allie smiled. She and Lydia had spent an entire afternoon on that window—one of Allie’s projects to fill the time they would ordinarily have spent ringing up customers.
“Let’s come back after lunch,” the teen said to the woman, whom Allie assumed was her mother.
“What’s the name of this place?” Allie was tempted to call out th
