After locking the front door, I head into the back, so I can close out the books for the day, do some last-minute picking up, and throw the towels into the hamper to take home and wash. Just as I shut the computer off, I hear the bell of the front door chime, and I freeze. I locked it, didn’t I? I swear I locked it. The only other people with a key are my receptionist and…
