of the last row of cars and made for it.
Libby sighed.
“What’s up?” Bernie asked as she carefully maneuvered the car in. Since she was driving Rob’s car while their van was in the shop she wanted to be extra careful in the scratch department. Not that he would care, but she sure would.
“I’m just not looking forward to this, is all,” Libby commented.
“Like I am?”
“Things don’t affect you the way they affect me.”
Bernie snorted. “What a load of crap.”
“But they don’t,” Libby insisted. “You and Dad don’t get upset the same way I do.”
“Of course we do,” Bernie said. “We just don’t show it, that’s all.”
Libby tore at one of her cuticles with her front teeth. “I still wish we didn’t have to go in.”
“Me too. But we do. And the faster we do this the faster we can leave.”
Bernie put the car in park. For a moment neither she nor her sister got out of the car. Bernie sat there studying the facade of the shop. The Gormans had chosen to go in the opposite direction from A Little Taste of Heaven. Their facade was all clean lines and metal, while A Little Taste of Heaven had a cozy feel to it. The window display was minimalist with boxes of chocolate suspended in midair with wires. Just Chocolates’ specialty, the Love Knot, a combination of bittersweet, white chocolate and crushed praline, was featured in the center.
Bernie pointed to the large, brown seedlike things on the floor. “I think those are cacao beans.”
“They’re bigger than I expected,” Libby said.
Bernie nodded. They were.
“And uglier,” she added.
“Agreed,” Libby said.
“I’m not a big fan of the display,” Bernie mused. “Too cold.”
It was odd, Bernie thought as she got out of the car. She should like this aesthetic better, it was more her style, but she preferred A Little Taste of Heaven. Somehow, she decided as she walked toward the shop, Just Chocolate projected cool, but whenever Bernie thought about food, she thought warm. Food was about family and friends, not about clean lines and space. She was still thinking about that when she pushed open the door and walked into the shop.
The smell of chocolate, sweet and spicy at the same time, greeted her. The shop was full. Marnie had two counter girls, plus herself, on duty waiting on people. She looked up.
“Thank God you’re here,” she said when she saw them. And she ran around the counter and headed straight toward them.
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