Slay Bells And Satchels (Haley Randolph Mystery Series)
“I sat in my car outside Holt’s the next morning, enjoying my last few minutes of freedom—and the mocha frappuccino I’d picked up from Starbucks—before I had to clock-in. The parking lot was filling up with employees arriving for work. The janitor was in front of the store cleaning the big glass windows.
Nobody looked happy.
Since I was forced to wear that elf costume, I was also forced to show up a half hour early so I’d have time to squeeze into the thing, do my makeup, and put on that oh-so a...ttractive Santa hat. Luckily, my apartment was near the store. It only took seven minutes to drive here—six, if I ran the light at the corner—but somehow I’d ended up arriving a few minutes earlier than required.
Obviously, I was going to have to be more diligent about adhering to my established morning routine so this never happened again.
I’d awakened thinking about Christmas—thanks to that hideous elf costume, no doubt—and immediately it hit me that now would be a good time to get a jump on my holiday shopping.MoreLess
Nobody looked happy.
Since I was forced to wear that elf costume, I was also forced to show up a half hour early so I’d have time to squeeze into the thing, do my makeup, and put on that oh-so a...ttractive Santa hat. Luckily, my apartment was near the store. It only took seven minutes to drive here—six, if I ran the light at the corner—but somehow I’d ended up arriving a few minutes earlier than required.
Obviously, I was going to have to be more diligent about adhering to my established morning routine so this never happened again.
I’d awakened thinking about Christmas—thanks to that hideous elf costume, no doubt—and immediately it hit me that now would be a good time to get a jump on my holiday shopping.MoreLess
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