Oct 11, 2021
It was hard to go back to normal after what happened but there was no alternative. The cuts and bruises had healed but Mia half expected to find blood on her knuckles when she looked at them. Oddly or perhaps not so oddly at all, she had been inspired by the events and while the bookshop was quiet Mia sat at the till point with her notebook and wrote. She lifted her head just a little when the bell for the door ran, glancing at the customer before going back to her writing. “Let me know if you need any help finding something.” @callforkarma