Mia POV

Mia wiped her hands on her overalls and took a breath. It shouldn’t be this hard to talk to Doug about the apartment above the store, but she was still nervous. It wasn’t like she was asking for money. Doug should be thanking her. She offered to give him money for something that wouldn’t cost him a cent.

The idea had been to talk to Doug as soon as he came into the store, but they’d been busy, and the time had slipped by, and the longer Mia put it off, the harder it got to say the words. What was the worst that could happen? He could...