@posey-milne
Late afternoon sunlight filtered through the shop window, catching motes of dust dancing in the beam. Belle waved a hand through it, trying to disperse the cloud but only succeeding in setting the dust swirling, drawing the eye even more.
Sighing, she turned away, a trio of books pressed to her sternum in her other hand, searching for their homes on the crowded shelves of her little shop.
The front bell chimed, and Belle poked her head around the corner of the shelf to greet her customer.
"Bonjur! Let me know if you need any help today!"
Usually Posey stuck with the Library when she wanted a book but there was often times they hadn't acquired new releases soon enough for her liking. That was how she found herself wandering into the bookstore. Plus she was hoping they might also sell some notebooks as well. Unfortunately as this was her first time in the store, she had a hard time navigating. Even though she'd thought she knew where things would be, she couldn't help but feel turned around. Which led to what she dreaded the most. Having to ask for help.
Slowly she wandered to where the woman working was, hovering from a distance. Her voice not quite working for her, instead looking almost like a fish gasping for air.

















