Chapter Six
I blinked at the line of bright sunlight peeking past one edge of the blackout curtains in my bedroom and thought, I need a day off.
Oh, sure, I’d already planned to cancel the tour tonight. I’d start making calls and sending texts as soon as the hour was a little more decent. But this was something different. I wanted nothing to do with the store, knew if I forced myself to go in, I’d end up walking right back out an hour later.
Once or twice in the past, I’d gotten like this, but I’d had Kiki to fall back on, or Michael if Kiki was busy. With Kiki in L.A., it would have to be Michael…only I knew I wouldn’t even bother to call him. It was Saturday, and Saturdays were generally his busiest days. Usually the busiest day at the shop, too, but really, if I was going to manufact
