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piper slumped against the wall near the front door, sliding down until she was comfortably rested against the store. âyou know what? i donât even think the landlord lives here. iâm just desperate and exponentially losing functioning brain cells the longer this goes on,â piper lamented, patting the spot next to her for vance to sit down to join her in her misery. âwhat do you think i should do? should i just give up on the flower shop?â
 Vanceâs typical resting devoid-of-emotion face carried a hint of pity in his eyes. He didnât know Piper well, but she was always kind and loved her shop. He wished he could help her, but he wasnât exactly buddy-buddy with the landlord. âCan you get a new place?â he suggested, though he knew business space on the cape was limited. âOr operate out your home or something until you get a new one?â













