“Thanks.” I rubbed the back of my head. “And ouch. You don’t have to get physical with me.”
He grinned as he grabbed his sketch and walked to his office, leaving me alone to start cleaning. I hated nights like these. When the shop was slow, time seemed to drag by. He had apparently already sent the other guys home since none of them had come out of the back to talk, so it was just the two of us for the night.
I grabbed a broom and started sweeping the front of the shop. I cleaned everything nightly, so it was always pretty clean. It only took me a few minutes to finish. I started gathering up the garbage bags from the front and then the rooms in the back to take out to the dumpster. I glanced at Rick’s closed door as I walked by to go outside. Surely, we wouldn’t have a customer come in while I was throwing the bag in the dumpster behind the store.
I pushed the back door open and walked over to the dumpster to throw all the bags in. When I started walking back to the shop, my phone dinged, and I pulled it from my pocket, expecting Andy or my mom to be texting me. Instead, it was an unknown number.
Unknown: Jesse?
Me: Yeah, who’s this?
Unknown: It’s Emma. I got your note about wanting to talk to me about something. What’s up?
I grinned as I read her texts. When I left my number on the bottom of the note, I hadn’t expected her to actually use it.
Me: Yeah, I do. I’ll talk to you about it tomorrow. Just wait for me by your car if you get to school before I do.
Emma: Okay…if you say so. You’re okay though, right?
Me: I’m fine, but I need to go. I’m at work.
Emma: Whoops. Sorry. I’ll see you tomorrow.
Me: It’s fine. Talk to you later.
I slipped my phone back into my pocket as I walked back inside. I couldn’t help but grin over the fact that Emma had to be on her date with Todd by now, yet she was texting me. Something as stupid as that shouldn’t make me happy, but it did. I was trying my hardest to avoid her, but for some reason, she kept pulling me back in. I didn’t belong in her world, but she didn’t seem to care about that. She was the one bright spot I’d found at my new school even if I didn’t act like it.
I walked back to the employee room and grabbed my bag. I made my way back out to the counter and started pulling my books out. Within a few minutes, I was working on my homework as I waited for Rick’s six o’clock to arrive.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a woman walked into the shop, looking around nervously. She was a first-timer, I could tell. They always looked like they wanted to bolt before the door even closed behind them.
“Can I help you?” I asked, trying to put her at ease.
She stepped up to the counter and looked at me. “I have an appointment with Rick.”
I pulled out a clipboard and put our new customer form on it, not even bothering to ask if she’d been here before. “I’ll let him know you’re here. Just fill that out while I go get him.”
“Thanks,” she mumbled as she took the clipboard from me with shaking hands.
The woman was terrified.
“Ma’am?” I called as she turned to walk to the empty couch in the waiting area.
“Yes?”
“I’m sorry if I’m being presumptuous here, but I’m betting that this is your first tattoo, and you are terrified.”
She gave me a weak smile. “Is it that obvious?”
“Yeah, a little bit. I just want you to know that Rick told me a little bit of your story, and I think that your daughter would be so proud and honored by what you’re doing. You’re keeping her spirit alive even if her body is gone.”
Her eyes filled with tears, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. I wasn’t good with handling tears.
“What’s your name?”
“Erm, Jesse.”
“Well, Jesse, I just want to thank you for what you just said. I wasn’t completely sure that I could go through with this, but now, I am. I want to remember my baby girl always, and I want to make her proud.”
“You’re welcome, and I’m sure she was proud of you before. You were her mom, so that made you her idol.”
She put the clipboard down and walked around the counter to stand in front of me. “Thank you, Jesse. You’re a good soul. I hope you know that.”
When she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me, I froze, unsure as to what to do. I’d never had a customer hug me before, and I wasn’t exactly the type to like physical crap like this.
I patted her on the shoulder gently until she pulled away. “You’re welcome.”
Rick appeared out of nowhere and stood beside us. “Hi, Martha. Are you ready to get started?
“Yes, definitely,” she said. She finished filling out the forms, and then she followed him back to one of the rooms.