The place looked enormous without the rows of bookshelves, towers of novels piled in spots, the counter used for ringing up customers, all the furniture, and Teresa’s unique treasures. I released a squeal. Teresa’s Bookstore was about to get bigger.
It was finally happening. The remodel.
Princess darted across the hardwood floors followed by Butterscotch. If Teresa had known how stunning the floors were under the green carpet, she would have ripped them out a long time ago. Especially seeing the cats at play. I laughed while watching their game of fun.
“Are you ready for them?” I asked Jane.
She appeared at my side holding two cat carriers. With her hair in a high ponytail, and wearing blue jeans and steel toe boots, Jane looked more than ready for our next adventure.
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