Tangled

Chapter 13

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Carlos‘ words bring me out of my little mini–funk, and I nod. “I need to make as much money as I can before the summer semester. I’m going to need money for tuition, books, miscellaneous fees, and then hopefully a car. Between rent and life necessities, I really need the overtime. I’m lucky Mrs. Elkins is even letting me

work this much.”

He nods, wiping down the counter as I replenish napkins in the dispenser. “She’s got a way about her.

Takes care of us all. Sometimes I wonder if she’s even making money off this place. We sell a lot of coffee, but not so many books.”

He’s not wrong; I’ve thought the same. My shoulders lift in a vague shrug, and I start cleaning off the end tables of newspapers, magazines, and books.

“I have no idea, but I can’t imagine she would run a business just to lose money.” I pause, thinking of the sweet old lady and how she treats every customer who enters her shop like family. “Would she?”

“Wouldn’t put it past her.” Carlos puts together a sinful

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cup

of caramel–toffee mocha with an obscene amount

and slides it toward me with a wink. “Here, just how you like it. Go take a break with that

in bliss. “No collar,” I confirm with a shrug. “Huskies are notorious for running

scratches are gone.”

meandering sort of way. People ebb and flow in a familiar pattern, and I’m surrounded by the scent of books and coffee. I don’t think I’ve ever

business is slow, Carlos regales me

been begging me to open up my own profile, but

bastion of peace on earth. Which, yes, is a cringe

soul.

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takes little time to wipe down the last of the tables, gathering stray cups and napkins and tossing them into the trash. I’m exhausted from

bit of a masochist for thinking that

sign on the door to ‘Closed‘ as he counts out the register, his

friend is still out there?”

so eerily similar to my own, and I feel a bizarre tug in my chest.

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tiny square with a well–groomed tree popping out of it

made little headway in trying to clean and organize everything, mainly because I’m taking

little jingle as he finishes up with the money. “She’s waiting for

would she

treats all day?

can’t help but laugh. It’s true, She’s been scarfing down bits of muffin and croissant whenever I had a chance to toss them her way. What can

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