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The rest of the day went by in a blur. We sold almost half of the stock that the publisher donated, and Tiffany, Marcus, and I ran ourselves ragged keeping up with requests for other titles, ringing up customers, and answering questions about Green’s visit later in the day. Thankfully, Cate and Lucas stayed on for the day and let their staffs handle their own businesses, and Rocky’s mom came by to help her in the café, or our shelves would have been bare and the latte cold.
I was elated and exhausted by the time four thirty rolled around and Mom and Dad came to pick me up for dinner. Daniel had stopped in on his way to the airport to meet Mr. Green and made me love him even more when he said he’d stayed up half the night reading Looking for Alaska so he’d have something to talk about
