Chapter 103: Wyatt

He walked into Happy Petals, the little bell over the door announcing his arrival. Carla came bustling in from the back, a big smile on her face when she saw him. "Hey Wyatt, long time no see," she said, coming around the counter and giving him a hug. "What're you doing here?"

She'd graduated a couple of years after him – probably in the same class as Abby, actually – but she'd always been friendly to him. She was the huggy sort who loved turquoise and cats, and not necessarily in that order. The shop cat came out with her, twining herself around his legs, and Wyatt leaned down for a moment to pet her, grateful he'd left Maggie Mae at home for once. He really didn't want her chasing a cat around a floral shop, knocking knick-knacks over. That could be a little more fun than he was really up for.

"I...have a date this evening. With a woman." He had no idea why he felt compelled to say that last part. "Abby Connelly," he clarified.