‘Roy couldn’t be a stalker. He can’t be. He’s too sweet and he’s never let on that he likes me. Well, he’s always been friendly. Gosh, I’m talking to myself.’

I scurried to the car, Roy happened to be in the parking lot too. I swallowed when he waved. I managed to raise my hand and wobble it.

I strapped into my seat. I couldn’t even go shopping. If petunias showed up in my office tomorrow, I’d know for sure Roy was the one. I didn’t want that. He was a great employee! I got home and it was dark, poor Sammy’s been home alone all day. On the bright...