Page 103 of Not Looking
“Help me move this display,” Harrison said, motioning me over.
I walked over to where he’d emptied a display and helped him move it aside.
“Thanks,” he said as we set it down again. He then picked up a broom and started sweeping the newly exposed floor.
“You need more help?” I asked, “Or should I restock something?”
“If you could get a cart and start pulling everything from the glue display, that would help.”
“Got it.”
I grabbed a flat cart and started pulling bottles of glue and fillers from the branded display.
“So… got any plans for the two-week break?” Harrison asked as we cleaned.
“Nothing major,” I replied. “Randy’s family is going to Mexico for Christmas, but he’s staying here. My family moved to Valle Granja right after I graduated high school, and I already told them that I was going to stay here with Randy.”
“Christmas morning together?”
I smiled. “Up to him, but I hope so.”
“You still mainly spending the weekends with him?”
I chuckled. “We try to squeeze in a Tuesday or Wednesday evening together as well… depending on how busy slash tired we are.”
“More time together seems like a good thing.”
“Yeah.”
One of the saw guys strode out from the back bearing a familiar bucket. “Hey, Craig. Wanna shop for your omega before I dump these in the scrap bin?”
I nodded and abandoned my task. I dug through the bucket, but came up empty-handed. I sighed as I dumped it in and handed the bucket over.
“Nothing?” he asked.
I nodded. “Slim pickings this month.”
He shrugged. “Sorry, man.”
I shook my head. “Not your fault. Thanks for letting me look first.”
“No prob.”
He headed back, and I returned to my task of emptying the glue display.
“Struck out again?” Harrison asked. “Oh, and help me move this back?”
I walked over and helped him return the display to its spot. “Yeah. Nothing good in the scraps the past few days.”
“Be careful,” he teased. “Don’t want your dowry to fall short.”
I snorted. “I still can’t believe you showed him that.”
“I can’t believe you didn’t.”
“Oh yeah, I’m just going to show the man I want that I have a bin that my coworkers have labeled my dowry.”
“It would have been funny.”
