Present Day
On this particular day, the same saleswoman approached us.
She was clearly unhappy about attending to Rebecca and I as we probably didn’t look like the kind of customers she preferred but professionalism forced a tight smile that didn’t reach her eyes onto her lips.
“Welcome to Célonne Boutique.”
Her eyes moved slowly from our shoes up to our faces, and the dislike in them was so obvious it could make anyone feel small right away.
Rebecca’s fingers twitched in mine as she tried to pull back, already turning to leave but I tightened my grip and held her there.
My face carried a gentle smile as I looked straight into the saleswoman’s eyes without blinking.
I studied every detail of her face and I couldn’t believe that even if I had only met her once two years ago, I still
