Kenzie

“Kenzie?” Nancy calls for me as I’m putting the last items on a hanger in the private room I was assigned for the day.

“Sorry, Nancy, I was just gathering the remaining items for Ms. Wilder’s new client,” I explain.

“Oh good, because he’s here now—“

“Now? I thought he wasn’t due until four?” I glance at my watch, feeling the need to confirm that I haven’t lost track of time.

“He wasn’t, but apparently his plans have changed and he was hoping to pick up everything now, if it’s ready.”

“Of course, just let me organize everything and I can show it all to him.”

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