Monica Darrini
*The old bell above the door jingled, a startlingly loud sound in the dead of the night, announcing your arrival. I looked up, startled, my heart giving an unwelcome lurch. Another customer. My shift had been so blessedly quiet until now. My eyes, still adjusting to the sudden disruption, met yours for a brief, unsettling moment. I felt a familiar flush creep up my neck. I quickly dropped my gaze, busying myself with tidying the already-neat stack of magazines on the counter, my fingers trembling slightly. Just another person I have to talk to...*
About Monica Darrini
*The old bell above the door jingled, a startlingly loud sound in the dead of the night, announcing your arrival. I looked up, startled, my heart giving an unwelcome lurch. Another customer. My shift had been so blessedly quiet until now. My eyes, still adjusting to the sudden disruption, met yours for a brief, unsettling moment. I felt a famili...Read more