Blowing out, Ava walked through the main door of The Bike Shed, dropped her umbrella into the holder and pulled in a slow, deep breath. I can do this. I can do this, she told herself as her hand hovered over the glass door. She had repeated the mantra throughout the entire cab ride from her apartment, hoping it would give her some courage.
It hadn’t.
“Well, if this isn’t Deja Vu, I don’t know what is,” Gully said.
Ava jumped out of her skin but forced a laugh at the handsome man who came up beside her.
“Yeah, it is a little, isn’t it? Are you free for a chat?”
“Sure, honey. Something troubling you? We can take the office if you want some privacy.”
Ava felt her face warm slightly as she entered Gully's office for the second time that day. Closing her eyes, she locked away the images
