aine

I’m sitting at the front desk with my boots kicked up on the counter and sipping some coffee. I gave up on sleep and decided to just wait down here, hoping she comes in before the shop opens. I’ve caught up on paperwork, done the bookkeeping, and checked over all the work being done in the garage.

I have nothing else to do besides sit and wait, and it’s killing me. The need for her is like a living and breathing thing.

About an hour later, ...