“Sorry. I didn’t mean to shut you down there. You were being considerate, explaining yourself. I shouldn’t crap on that.” The tension in his shoulders dissolves. “I don’t want you to think I expect you to bend around my schedule. It’s not always this demanding.” The kindness of his words jolts me. I pull away and form fists with my hands, as if that will extinguish the sparks dancing beneath my skin. “Thanks, I appreciate that. But so you know, everyone at the stationery shop is pretty nice about changing shifts and covering each other in a pinch, so I have flexibility. I don’t mind working
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