Chapter 39

Corbin

The shop stays busy enough on Wednesdays that I only get three real chances to think, which makes it a better day than most.

I finish a rose cover-up on a woman who talks the whole time about her ex-husband and how she wants every trace of him gone. I touch up a forearm piece on one of Griff’s regulars. I clean my station twice because my hands get restless when my head does, and right now