I don’t hear from Kane the next day or the next couple of weeks. I stayed inside my house until it was time for me to leave for work most days, telling myself I was over being rejected by him, but I didn’t want to risk seeing Mr. Black. He reminded me too much of Kane. I was relieved when there was no sign of the wolf when I walked to my car everyday, though I did see his paw prints in the dirt most days.
I didn’t see Kane at work either but there was someone I did recognize after two weeks, Clay. He’s alone tonight and not in my section. He sits in one of the private booths by the front doors and I feel his eyes on me all night. He’s still there after I’m cut and my section cleaned.
Not one to be intimidated, I walk up to him and say, “can I help you with something?”
“There’s plenty y
