59 59. Advice

Tanya's POV

"Is that who I think it is?" The voice of a chirpy woman called in a query the second I stepped through the door.

"Hello Daisy," I greeted as her ginger hair moved from behind the counter to materialize in my view.

"Oh my goodness," she breathed and ran to crash her body against mine. Her motherly arms wrapped around my form as I beamed widely. "I can't believe the rumors are true."

"Glad for your warm welcome Daisy," I murmured in gratitude as we pulled away and I gawked down at her. The colorful hippy attire she always donned was not missing as it matched her personality. "Where's Ralph?"

"Ralph!" She yelled the instant the question left my lips. "He should be at the back, let me go get him."

"Okay," I bobbed my head and she let go of me to go in search of her mate or in human thinking, husband.

"That woman wears colors like the rainbow," Dalia whispered in my ear the moment the middle-aged woman was out of earshot.