I stared at the For Hire sign posted on the door. Jane didn’t waste time when it came to finding a part-time worker. I hoped her diligence extended to tidying the mess she created searching for her wallet. After being away for a solid hour, I was ready to be surrounded by familiarity and books.
“Good, you’re back.” Jane power walked up to me with her purse in hand. “I’m going home to check it from top to bottom.”
“Still can’t find your wallet?” I asked.
“Afraid not. Mind the store until I get back. And not a word of this.” Jane jingled the keys to show she was about to drive illegally. “I’ll text you when I find it.”
I glanced around the used bookstore, seeing wandering customers. Time to work.
Thankfully, Stiffanie was not on my to-do list. Jane had pieced her back together again, ad
