Where I was. At least not as clever as what he had composed. Chris pushed the clipboard toward me and handed me a pen from his pocket. You’re right again. “Like cheese and wine, some people only get better with age.”
I rolled my eyes at him and lifted my own cup. But the fact that it had snowed overnight and it was the Friday before Christmas meant the activity on the floor was pretty thin. “Like cheese and wine, some people only get better with age.”
I rolled my eyes at him and lifted my own cup. My breath was raspy when I added, “Holly.”
“With an H, like the Christmas plant?”
“Yes.” I refrained from rolling my eyes but lifted a strand of my hair. “Wait, your email last night said you didn’t know my last name. I lowered my head for just a moment and walked right into the side of the thing! “Are you okay?” Mr. Feeling a little more encouraged after my personal pep talk, I made my way to my car and scraped off the