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240 pages, Paperback
First published August 22, 2023
While our board game sales were . . . sparse, our coffee shop was really taking off.
I looked up and, well, speak of the devil.
Right beyond her was a drip coffee machine that smelled . . . burnt.
I’d half a mind to let him into the shop, find someplace quiet and far away from any windows, and, well . . . kiss him a little more, a little longer.
Beauty Mark headquarters looked, well, without a blemish.
They removed the backpack from the porch steps without thankfully too much commotion.
With an overcoat slipped on and car keys, I hurried over to the shop next door
“Back door’s open!” a voice said from, as one might expect, the back door. Said door was ajar, so I took the liberty of stepping through.
At least they had a passion for fry sauce and the insistence that Utah was the only place whose residents had ever mixed ketchup and mayonnaise (or, even more audacious, the first in all of history) to unify them.
“I don’t really care about someone who has the extra spending money to buy a dumb little piece of paper for ten grand. If that’s the worst thing that ever happened to them, then they live a pretty good life.”
“Between you and me,” I said, “I think I agree with that.”