The salesmen glanced in her direction as she strode through the showroom, now quite familiar with Heather’s visits. She acknowledged Dietrich’s greeting but otherwise remained focused on her destination. Heather did notice most of the salesmen were on the floor, which meant none were occupying Mark’s time. She didn’t mind waiting, but today’s schedule did not permit a lengthy delay.
As Heather stepped into his office, she realized Mark was not alone. His father sat in the chair across from Mark, dressed in casual clothes and assuming a relaxed pose. Tim and Mark looked up from their conversation as she halted mid stride. Unfazed by her abrupt appearance, Mark’s father smiled.
“Good afternoon, Miss Jennings,” he said in greeting, rising to his feet.
“Mr. Gardner,” Heather said, regaining
