The deadening blue of the department store lighting didn't come close to killing the roses that bloomed in her cheeks. She looked so vivacious that everyone around her looked dead. With perfect grace, she rose and offered me her hand. I took it, and as I stood I was shocked that anyone's skin could be so smooth. It's the holiday thing, you know.
Holidays are for fun for kids, but work for adults.
I can take you right here. My heart missed a beat, then I realized she meant she could check out my purchases. I touched my bangs self-consciously. Thank you, but it's murder to try to fix in the morning. Feeling I had said a little too much, I reached into my purse and pretended to fiddle with my wallet.