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I called her once more and didn’t get sent to voice mail on the first try again.
“Hello?” she whispered.
“Where are you?” I asked, listening to voices in the background. “At a party?”
“No, I’m at the movies in Robinson with my friends.”
“I want to see you.”
She sucked in a breath through the phone. “You want to see me? I thought—”
“Please.”
She paused, and I thought she was going to hang up on me.
“I want to see you too.”
“You do?” I asked, eyes widening and a funny feeling bubbling in my stomach. “Really?”
“Only if you meet me at the Giant Eagle in Robinson,” she said. “I’ll be there in ten.”
And with that, the line went dead.
23
steven
After parking in the back of the lot of Giant Eagle Market District in Robinson, I buttoned the top of my topcoat and walked to one of the five entrances. Yes, five entire entrances for one store. I had driven around so many times, wondering which one was the correct one.
Deciding to enter through the flower section, I stepped into the warm building. I scanned the area for Sierra—the bar to my right. And when I couldn’t find her, I headed toward the hot foods.
No Sierra in sight.
I stopped by the bakery, wondering how big this place really was. I didn’t go to the grocery often anymore, but when I used to go as a kid, the store had barely been half the bar area here. And the bar area here wasn’t even a tenth of the Market District.
Me: Sierra, where are you?
Sierra: I see you!
Arching a brow, I lifted my gaze and scanned the area again. Nothing.
Me: Where?
Sierra: Come find me.
Continuing my trek through the store, I passed the fresh seafood section, then the meats and veggies and fruits, which opened up into what had to be about forty aisles of everything. And I mean, everything.
They had about ten different types of Oreos, fifteen flavors of Ruffles chips, an entire animal food section, three people behind a counter to cut various amounts of cheese, a goddamn deli, and seven aisles dedicated to health and beauty.
I must’ve looked like a madman, pacing up and down the center of the aisles multiple times in an attempt to find Sierra. And when I finally looped back to the flowers, she was crouched in front of some succulents inside a snowflake-shaped vase.
“So, did you like it?” Sierra asked without looking up at me yet.
“You really had me walk down each aisle three times?”
She giggled, the sound making my stomach flutter, and glanced up. “I wanted you to get the full experience of grocery shopping for yourself at my favorite place in the world.” She stood and placed down the vase.
“This place is too big to be a grocery store,” I said.
