KAYLEE
“Kaylee?”
I looked up to see Peggy shifting from one leg to the other as though she really needed a bathroom break. “Yeah?”
“Uhm,” she stuttered, sweat collecting on her brows. “When you are done with her, could you please go to the back and bring out the Louise collection? There is a couple coming in to have a look for an engagement ring.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to let Peggy know that wasn’t my job. The jewelry collections kept in the back were extremely high priced and only the manager had access to them, or Peggy, in his absence.
I had no idea where the manager had gone. It was after lunch and he should have been in the building, but he wasn’t. My amused side wondered if he had shared a meal with Peggy and they were both suffering from the same predicament becaus
