The first drop hit her nose, making Hayden pause. She’d been sweeping out in front of the bookstore, but it seemed like there was no longer any point to that–the rain would either wash away the dust, or it would make the problem worse, but she couldn’t do anything about that until the sidewalk was dry again. This, she told herself, was fine. She didn’t particularly like being idle at work, but Edmond hardly cared what she did when the shop was empty…an...