I manage to get out of the car and into the store without too much procrastination. When Loki puts me in charge of stocking the shelves, I worry the shield will crack. But the medication keeps my anxiety subdued. I feel pretty okay as I sit down on the floor and sort through books with the scent of fresh new pages lingering in the air. I almost want to crack each book open and inhale the scent, just like I used to do when I worked for my dad. I stop myself, though, knowing I’ll be opening pages to a past that never really existed in the first place. Eventually customers wander in from outside. Behind the antique cash register, Loki grows tense and keeps casting panicked glances in my direction. He pretty much shits a brick when a little boy points at me and starts crying. “Go work back in the office,” Loki says, striding down the aisle toward me. I glance up from the stack of books. “Why?” “Because people are complaining about you. Did you know that little boy thought you were a ghost?" He crouches down in front of me and lowers his voice.
What do You think about The Illusion Of Annabella?
