Sheila reappeared, emerging from the the stacks from her favorite genre,
“Well you told him,” she said watching Faun's face
“Huh?—who?” Faun asked her
Sheila rolled her eyes,
“mister artful dodger, isn’t he the nephew?”
Faun felt her face burn and stared mutely back at her
Finally Sheila said,
“Oh, don’t play dumb—I’ve been watching you guys for weeks but, don’t let me interrupt your orientation with our new employees—this should be interesting. Well, if you need me, you know where to find me.”
Deciding not to give much pause over that, Faun marched in the direction of the cafe
~a bit later on~
Seeing as they had conquered the espresso machine, Faun decided after a store tour— that it was the right time for a few basics.
She waved Jessica and Jennifer to follow her behind the cash register area
“So,” Faun looked at both of them, “pop quiz—can either of you tell me what this is?”
The two girls, dressed similarly to each other wearing the latest trend in jeans with retro 90’s band name sweatshirts
“Uhhh….” Jennifer stared
Faun was pointing to the store phone
“Oh! I know—my grandmother has one of those! It’s an adding machine—right?—no wait—I mean a calculator! See these are the numbers you press….” Jessica stopped herself now wondering why there was no screen
“Actually, that is the store’s phone which you will be answering and so let me demonstrate,” Faun took her mobile phone out from where she had placed it in the cash area desk drawer, “I’ll call the store and one of you answer— ok?”
The two girls looked at each other as though they were terrified
“What do you press?” Jennifer asked as it started to ring
and it was about then when Faun realized that it would be awhile before they got to books.
Especially when, soon after this part of the training session someone came in with a donation of a complete set of the encyclopedia Britannia; copyright 1928 in mint condition
Jessica said,
“I’ve seen these before at the library—they’re like a Wikipedia but it’s on paper.”
So for a moment Jennifer just stared at the volumes where they had been placed neatly on the counter where the donator had dropped them off
“But—how does it update?” Jennifer finally asked
This was about when Grant reappeared looking that way he looked when he woke up with that sleepy face. A much needed interruption from the time warp generation gap. The way he looked now made her remember their night together and caused her body to react from the memory
“how are things going?”
“Well….” she shrugged “well….”
“So—was that a yes before about sharing my bed?” he asked, leaning to say this into her ear, “to be neighborly and all —I promise, like before—a perfect gentleman,” he said
But it was because the shop’s phone rang, and with a look from Faun to the girls, it was Jennifer who picked up the receiver,
“Uhhh…hello….?”
Faun cleared her thrust, glanced up at Grant,
“I’ll get back to you—excuse me,” as she reached for the phone receiver from Jennifer’s hand, and said into the mouthpiece, “Side Street Book Shop.”
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