It had been several days, actually, nearly a week.Maybe Neal had been right, and she had just overreacted to them. At this point she was close to admitting that. If that couple really was anything like she suspected them to be, they would have come around the shop more often. They would not have shown up once and then faded away.Neal wasn’t wrong about much except simple mathematical equations, she was discovering. She really needed to trust his instincts more.Farrah was preparing the drinks at Joe’s again today, and Shellie was working the register. Absolutely nothing abnormal had happened at all, and Farrah for one hadn’t expected anything less.This was before Nancy, owner/founder of Joe’s Joe and their boss, came into the shop with a rolled-up newspaper. “You girls have got to see this,” she said to Farrah and Shellie.Of course, Nancy said this while they were both busy with various orders, and so neither of them really heard her. She had to wait until there was a big enough lull in orders to repeat herself and show them the newspaper article.Farrah stuck her head out over the service counter.
