May 11, 2005 17:49
Leann stepped out of the bathroom just in time to hear Beth ring up the register. “You have a nice day, sir,” her co-worker chirped, smiling as the customer left the store.
All Leann could do was stare at the somewhat familiar back profile. Then she turned to Beth, who was wiping the counter with a rag. “Do you think-”
“No.”
“Are you sure? ‘Cause he looked a lot like-”
“No.”
Leann folded her arms. “Nick Carter can shop at Walmart, you know.”
Beth shook her head, snorting. “Couldn’t be. He bought an armful of Justin Timberlake posters!”