Judging by the time, JJ must've already closed the store (without me, which only made me feel guiltier), but wasn't yet done with his daily accounting. Which was probably one of the reasons he was here. Which meant…
"We aren't? I know you didn't put the sales in the table, because the tables are on this computer, and I was here all this time," I said, because I just had to, with that long tongue of mine. Then, with a sense of instant regret filling me, I shook my head and began rambling. Nothing better to fix a problem caused by a long tongue than a longer tongue, but it wasn't something I could control in circumstances like these, when a dialogue wasn't a mental battle. When I was speaking with friends, whom I trusted to not be too appalled. Or even worse, a boyfriend.
Words left my tongue almost without my notice.
