CHAPTER 10
By the time mid-January rolled around, another eight inches of snow had fallen, and Reagan had finished yet another week of work at the store. She was feeling better than she had in a long time. The tremendous high she felt from the way Jackson respected her had changed her life more than she could have imagined. Even the dreadful time she spent at the mall, Monday through Friday, seemed a little brighter now that she had something to look forward to afterward.
Of course, she and Donna had a lot more to discuss, now that Reagan’s life had changed direction. On this particular Saturday, Reagan noticed an exaggerated smile on Donna’s face the moment she walked in the door. She approached the counter slowly, studying Donna’s expression.
Then she finally asked, “Alright, what’s g
