Where had she gone? One customer, a shapely tourist who had heard about us through the grapevine, was waiting patiently outside. She traipsed in after Tigger and me and quipped that everyone in town must be taking a siesta after the food truck event. She herself was feeling quite full and satisfied. Once she paid for a copy of Barbecue! Bible by Steve Raichlen, the most recent version of his popular series, which she said was the perfect gift for her mother-in-law-to-be, she exited, and I set to work on the receipts. Until everyone in the world decided to go digital, paper would be an issue for shops like ours. Using an adding machine, I calculated the receipts and then paid attention to the cash in the till. I stored all of our income in the safe in the stockroom and returned to the sales counter. A short while later, Katie rushed in with a picnic basket slung over her arm. “Hoo-boy! What fun!” She smacked the counter with her palm. “You look a wreck,”
