A few days later, Poppy was yet to have the much-needed discussion with Luke. With her work, and his busy schedule, there just never seemed to be the right time. It was Saturday afternoon, and she was locking up for the day. She went to clean up her design room while her new store clerk clocked out.
"Do you need some help with the trash?" the cheerful girl with soft pink hair asked.
"No Liza, I got it. You go enjoy your weekend off."
"Thanks, Ms. Ricci. See you Tuesday."
"Ricci? Who? Oh... yeah. See you later."
After she locked up behind her, Poppy watched the girl drive off in her little beater car. "Sweet girl. I hope she stays when she finds out I'm not Claudia. Hell, I hope my customers do too. I let this go on for far too long."
Grabbing the trash can on the way to the back door, she heard a noise in the back storage room.
"Hello? Someone there? We're closed for the day."
