HOPING AND PRAYING

Wilona's P.O.V

I wasn't the only one loving it here, Sassy was obsessed with the store. Well the backyard more than the store itself, I left the back door open at all times allowing her to go out whenever she wanted to. I tried to get here a little earlier than opening time so that I could play fetch with her.

By the time we left at three in the afternoon, we were both exhausted and enjoyed dinner with a show running in the background. Not that either of us paid much attention to it, I sort of just ate lazily before dragging myself into bed.

Today was supposed to be no different, but when did things ever go to plan.

The sound of the store phone grasps my full attention within an instant, I drop the label gun before going back to the counter where the phone sat underneath the register. My hand hovers over the phone as I contemplate how to answer it in the best possible way.

"Hello, how are you?" No, that's a little personal right.