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Chapter Six








                It’s  bee n  fif ty-three   days  sinc e  R yle  walked   out  of  my  apartment   tha t
                morni ng .  Whi ch  mea ns   it’s  been  fif ty-three  days  sinc e  I’ve  hea rd  from
                hi m.
                    But  tha t’s  okay,  bec ause    for  the   last  fif ty-three   days,  I’ve   been   too

                busy to rea lly give  hi m much  tho ught  as I prep ared  for thi s moment .
                    “Rea dy?” Allysa says.
                    I  no d,  and   she   flips  the   sign  to  Op en  and   we  both  hu g  and   squea l
                like  little  kids.
                    We  rush  around  the  count er  and   wait  for  our  firs t  customer.  It’s  a

                soft   openi ng ,   so   I   ha ven’t   rea lly   done   a   market ing    push   yet ,   but   we
                just   want    to   make    sure   the re   aren’ t   any    kink s   bef ore   our   grand
                openi ng .
                    “It’s   rea lly   pret ty   in   here, ”   Allysa   says,   admiring    our   ha rd   work.   I
                look  arou nd   us,  bursting   with  pride.   Of  course  I  want   to  succeed ,  but
                at  thi s  point   I’m  no t  ev en   sure   if  tha t  matters .  I  ha d  a  drea m  and   I
                busted   my  ass  to  make  it  come  true.   Wha tev er  ha ppens   after  today  is

                just icing  on  the  cake.
                    “It smel ls so good in  here, ” I say. “I love thi s smel l.”
                    I  don’t  kno w  if  we’l l  get   any   customers   today,  but  we’re  both  acting
                like  thi s  is  the  bes t  thi ng   tha t’s  ev er  ha ppened   to  us,  so  I  don’t  thi nk
                tha t  matters .  Bes ides ,  Marsha ll  will  come  in  at  some  point   today  and
                my  mother  will  come  in  after  she  get s  off  work.  Tha t’s  two  customers

                for sure.  Tha t’s plent y.
                    Allysa   squeez es    my   arm    when    the   front    door   beg ins    to   open.    I
                suddenl y     grow    a   little   pani cked ,   bec ause   wha t   if   somet hi ng    goes
                wrong ?
                    And   the n   I  do  pani c,  bec ause  somet hi ng   just  went   wrong .  Ter ribly
                wrong . My ver y firs t customer  is no ne  other  tha n  R yle  Kinc aid.
                    He  stops  when   the  door  closes  behi nd   hi m  and   he  looks  around   in

                awe.   “Wha t?”  he  says,  turni ng   in  a  circle.   “How  in  the   .  .  .  ?”  He  looks
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