A Taste of Spring

When the other line clicked and the music stopped, Spring perked up. She nodded as she listened to what her sister store rep told her. Hanging up the phone, Spring relayed what she found out but added her little touch of sugar...to make this woman's day a little brighter.

"The shoes are there and available. What I can do is have you pay for them here, that way I can offer you a special discount for your trouble."

That perked the woman up.

"What kind of discount?" Her eyes seemed hopeful.

Spring smiled a genuine smile then. "Well...because you are our first customer on Fun-day Friday...which is rare, you get half off and...," Spring glanced down at the girl, "a pair of free yellow hair bows to wear with your tutu."

"Really?" the woman seemed confused.

Pria, her daughter was all hops and giggles as she ran to the hair bows Spring saw her looking at earlier.

if you'd rather pay

woman rushed to say. She pulled out her wallet, her confusion still showing through her eyes. She apprehensively handed

then rang up the ballet shoes as a pickup order, quickly swiped her own card and told the woman it was a discount card, then gave the woman the receipt. "Give the receipt

if she was going to say something else but she

the girl said with a big grin. She took the bag off the counter then took

left the store, Spring walked over to the hair bows, picked up an exact replica of the yellow bows she placed in the girl's bag and took it the register. She rang it up

buying Charlie lunch daily and doing stuff like that," Sammy said as she took the bows from her hand, "I'm surprised you haven't asked to

placed her receipt in her pocket then leaned her hip on the

for rent and all utilities and Spring did the grocery shopping, which wasn't too expensive because they

An image of Sammy in a back alley whispering that her neighbor liked BDSM, to a reporter for a television network that ran ads for butt

God, Spring!"

before it hit the floor. When she stood up, glaring daggers at the