Chapter 18

“Dude!” Katie scolded, “Don’t go getting crumbs all over the place!! This is my window display, jackass.”

Unchastened, I gave her an incredulous look. “Yeah, sorry. I wish there was a place around here to get a vacuum cleaner.”

“Honey, I sell them and I repair them. I don’t stock these puppies for cleaning up after my non-paying customers.”

“Sheesh! Relax, Grandma. Gather a little crowd in front of the window and I’ll demo one.” I adopted a cheesy announcer voice. “‘If it picks up pesky almond croissant crumbs like this, imagine what it can do for the mess you’ve got at home.’”

“You’re hired,” she laughed. “Jackass. At least give me a piece now.”

“Not until you tell me where you’re going to hang these curtains,” I bargained.

“You’re going to help me hang them in Chris’s apartment this afternoon, I just decided.”

“Chris? Wow, fancy. How does he rate? When am I getting fancy curtains?”

“When you go buy ‘fancy’ material and come to one of my sewing classes.”