Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

we want a decent return,” Nicole said, her fingers twitching near her car keys. “It is standard procedure.”

“Cancel the transaction, Leo,” I said.

The clerk looked between us, his thumb hovering over the computer keyboard, before he cleared the screen with two quick clicks.

“We can discuss this later,” Nicole said, her smile disappearing as she turned continue reading …