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see the work of an artist I might like to bring into the store.”
“What kind of art?”
“Oil paintings.”
“That might be good since we have no oils in here.”
“I thought so,” Amanda said. “Of course, they will be much more expensive than the photography we have on display, but we do have a certain amount of demand from people for oil paintings, especially from the tourists.”
Jenessa turned from the doorway and glanced out the front window. “Looks like they’re setting up for the concert.”
“I hope this Lisa Bell is good,” Amanda commented. “I need a new CD. I’m getting tired of playing the same ones over and over again.”
“I know what you mean. Well, I had better get back out in the store before it starts getting busy.”
“Did you schedule an extra clerk?”
“Yeah, Marie and Justin are working.”
“I’ll be out in a minute,” Amanda told Jenessa.
She hurried to finish her paperwork and left her office to walk through the front door of the store. As soon as she heard Lisa’s voice and the band, Amanda made up her mind to buy one of her CD’s if there were any available.
She had stood in the crowd for a few minutes when she became aware of a disturbance. Then she saw him. He was a head taller than the other homeless men with him. People hurried to move out of their way, a look of disgust on most of their faces. The men stopped in front of the stage to listen, not far from where Amanda stood, not appearing to notice the reaction of the crowd. The performers didn’t appear to be concerned by the ragged men, but smiled at them in a friendly manner.
When Lisa announced her next song was entitled “Dancing on the Moon,” and began to sing the words in her mellow voice, Amanda felt her eyes drawn like a magnet to the tall man in front of the stage. As though the same magnet was pulling him around, he turned.
They stared at each other until the song finished and the men began to move away from the stage. The crowd split to allow them to pass.
“Wow,” Amanda heard someone whisper in her ear and turned to see Charlie beside her. “Was that tall one your homeless man?”
“Yes, but he’s not my ‘homeless man,’” Amanda protested.
“I can see why you were attracted to him. Those eyes are incredible. Did you see the way he looked at you?”
The last song was announced, and Charlie asked if she wanted to have lunch with her.
“Let me buy one of Lisa’s CD’s and then I’ll have time for a quick bite,” Amanda said, sure Charlie wanted to pump her for more information. “I have an appointment later this afternoon.”
Amanda made her purchase and then they strolled down the mall to one of their favorite restaurants, Illegal Pete’s. While they stood in line, waiting to have the food of their choice served, they chatted about the latest happenings in their lives.
Charlie told her about the trip she and Sloan and their friends planned to take to Lake Powell over the Fourth of July.
“Six of us are flying over to the lake. Sloan and me, his mom and dad, and the Avedon’s.”
“Sloan’s mom and dad?” Amanda questioned. “I thought his mother was single.”
“You must not have talked to Sloan recently,” Charlie said.
“I talked to him a couple of days ago, but both of us were in a hurry.”
They paid for their lunch and went to sit at a table.
“His mother got married?” Amanda asked. “How does Sloan like his new stepdad?”
“It’s not his stepdad,” Charlie corrected her. “It’s his real dad.”
“What do you mean, real dad? I thought he was dead.”
“You’ll love this story.” Charlie smiled. “Samantha, Sloan’s mother, became pregnant with him when she was in college and due to a misunderstanding, she never told the father. Not long ago, she ran into Devlin and he soon found out Sloan was his son. He asked her to marry him and she accepted.”
“What an amazing story,” Amanda said, as Charlie finished her
“What kind of art?”
“Oil paintings.”
“That might be good since we have no oils in here.”
“I thought so,” Amanda said. “Of course, they will be much more expensive than the photography we have on display, but we do have a certain amount of demand from people for oil paintings, especially from the tourists.”
Jenessa turned from the doorway and glanced out the front window. “Looks like they’re setting up for the concert.”
“I hope this Lisa Bell is good,” Amanda commented. “I need a new CD. I’m getting tired of playing the same ones over and over again.”
“I know what you mean. Well, I had better get back out in the store before it starts getting busy.”
“Did you schedule an extra clerk?”
“Yeah, Marie and Justin are working.”
“I’ll be out in a minute,” Amanda told Jenessa.
She hurried to finish her paperwork and left her office to walk through the front door of the store. As soon as she heard Lisa’s voice and the band, Amanda made up her mind to buy one of her CD’s if there were any available.
She had stood in the crowd for a few minutes when she became aware of a disturbance. Then she saw him. He was a head taller than the other homeless men with him. People hurried to move out of their way, a look of disgust on most of their faces. The men stopped in front of the stage to listen, not far from where Amanda stood, not appearing to notice the reaction of the crowd. The performers didn’t appear to be concerned by the ragged men, but smiled at them in a friendly manner.
When Lisa announced her next song was entitled “Dancing on the Moon,” and began to sing the words in her mellow voice, Amanda felt her eyes drawn like a magnet to the tall man in front of the stage. As though the same magnet was pulling him around, he turned.
They stared at each other until the song finished and the men began to move away from the stage. The crowd split to allow them to pass.
“Wow,” Amanda heard someone whisper in her ear and turned to see Charlie beside her. “Was that tall one your homeless man?”
“Yes, but he’s not my ‘homeless man,’” Amanda protested.
“I can see why you were attracted to him. Those eyes are incredible. Did you see the way he looked at you?”
The last song was announced, and Charlie asked if she wanted to have lunch with her.
“Let me buy one of Lisa’s CD’s and then I’ll have time for a quick bite,” Amanda said, sure Charlie wanted to pump her for more information. “I have an appointment later this afternoon.”
Amanda made her purchase and then they strolled down the mall to one of their favorite restaurants, Illegal Pete’s. While they stood in line, waiting to have the food of their choice served, they chatted about the latest happenings in their lives.
Charlie told her about the trip she and Sloan and their friends planned to take to Lake Powell over the Fourth of July.
“Six of us are flying over to the lake. Sloan and me, his mom and dad, and the Avedon’s.”
“Sloan’s mom and dad?” Amanda questioned. “I thought his mother was single.”
“You must not have talked to Sloan recently,” Charlie said.
“I talked to him a couple of days ago, but both of us were in a hurry.”
They paid for their lunch and went to sit at a table.
“His mother got married?” Amanda asked. “How does Sloan like his new stepdad?”
“It’s not his stepdad,” Charlie corrected her. “It’s his real dad.”
“What do you mean, real dad? I thought he was dead.”
“You’ll love this story.” Charlie smiled. “Samantha, Sloan’s mother, became pregnant with him when she was in college and due to a misunderstanding, she never told the father. Not long ago, she ran into Devlin and he soon found out Sloan was his son. He asked her to marry him and she accepted.”
“What an amazing story,” Amanda said, as Charlie finished her
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