When a chance mix up tosses everything into the air, everyone is caught off guard. The only thing you can do then is stand back and wait for things to settle so you can untangle the mess.
Targeted Age Group:: 18+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I honestly can’t remember what inspired this story. When an idea hits, I usually jot it down quickly and then move on; getting to it when I have the time and energy to give it life.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
As above, I take a few minutes to lay out as much detail as I can. When writing out this idea I knew it was going to be a mix of characters that were quite similar.
“I think she’ll love this one.” The sales clerk crooned as he laid out the elaborately filigreed gold locket onto the black velvet pad. “Nothing says ‘I love you’ like this meticulously detailed piece of art. It’ll become an heirloom, for sure.”
His perfectly tailored, gray tonal plaid suit, swooshed as he threw flourish into all of his overly exaggerated movements. Brady resisted the urge, yet again, to rub at his nose.
Frank, the overzealous and overly happy man on the other side of the glass counter, clearly had no idea that wearing the whole bottle of cologne did not make you smell better. No, actually, the exact opposite happens. Brady thought if he could get away with holding his breath for the time being, he would happily forgo oxygen. However, he had to breathe. Unfortunately, it was also tainted air.
Fingering the ornate locket, he pretended to be interested. He opened and then closed the locket a couple of times before replacing it on the black velvet pad with a shake of his head.
“No. I mean, yes, Heather would love it; I just don’t think it’s the one.”
“Oh,” Frank frowned as he returned the filigreed locket to its velvet neck inside the case. Tapping a manicured finger to his chin once, he smiled as he reached for another large heart. “Then she’ll surely love this piece.”
Just like the previous one, this one is ornate. Except this one is covered in diamonds. A lot of them.
Nodding in appreciation, Brady picked up the locket and tried, covertly, to see the price tag. And was shocked into choking when he saw the number.
Gently placing it on the velvet pad, he smiled, “Again, I know she would love even this one, but I don’t think it is saying what I want it to say.”
Frustrated by Brady’s reluctance, Frank’s perfect smile wavered. However, being the professional salesmen, he recovered within the next second. “Of course, of course. If you don’t mind my asking, what do you want your gift to say, exactly?”
Snatching the diamond studded locket from velvet pad with deft fingers, his suit did that swooshing sound as he flung out his arm before bending over to replace the locket inside the cabinet. Standing back up, his perfect smile still in place, he spread his hands out atop the counter and patiently waited for Brady to pick the necklace of his choice.
“I’m not exactly sure, but I’ll know it when I see it.”
Nervous under his waiting gaze, Brady bent over to get a closer look at all that was available inside the display case. He was just about to give up when he saw it.
“There,” he pointed. “That one, there in the back. The plain one that looks like it has beads running along its edge.”
Clearly not happy with his choice, Frank paused for a moment before gathering himself and pasting on his sales smile. “Such a lovely choice.”
Frank may have tried to sound pleased with his choice as he laid out the locket on the velvet pad, but Brady knew better.
Picking it up for a closer look, Brady knew this was the one. “It’s perfect. I’ll take it.”
With a resigned sigh and an unhappy smile, Frank took the locket from Brady’s fingers. “Brilliant. Would you like to add an inscription?”
“I would, thanks.”
With a nod, Frank pulled out an invoice and a pen and slid them across the countertop. Pointing, he indicated where Brady should write out his inscription.
Finished, he passed the borrowed items back with a satisfied smile. “When can I pick it up? I’d like to give it to her as one of her Christmas presents.”
“Of course! How romantic!” Frank crooned as he walked the invoice to his computer. “Well, now let’s see, today is the ninth . . .” A few taps, and clicks later, he looked back to Brady with that smarmy smile plastered across his cheeks. “I can have it back from the engraver within four to six business days. However, should you need it, the last day to pick up is the twenty-third. Leaving you with more than enough time to give this as a Christmas gift.”
Pleased with his purchase, he paid and left with just enough time to meet Heather for dinner. And all without her knowing he’d taken a small detour.
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