I’m horribly aware that my busy little shop has gotten very, very quiet. A quick scan of the tables and armchairs tells me what I need to know—everyone is watching this interaction. Everyone is invested in the firefighter and the helpless girl whose life he saved. What, do you want us to pose!? I yell at them in my mind. Wait. Do you? Because I will. My cheeks flush. And then Mack laughs. “Oh man, Peggy is out of her mind. She obviously doesn’t know anything about your dating life.”
