The pumpkin spice smell was even stronger inside. Mingling with it was another scent, something woodsy…
The woman at the front desk looked up from her magazine.
“Can I help you?” she said, her brilliant green eyes staring through Jennifer.
“Yeah… I’m just waiting for my friends right now. We got this costume party coming up, so I was wondering if…”
“…if we have any costumes?” the red-haired saleswoman finished. “We have a very nice selection, a little something for everyone…”
She paused.
“My name’s Lola, by the way.”
“Jennifer.”
“Oh, Jennifer…” Lola said, trilling the R. “That’s a very pretty name. Can I show you around?”
“Sure,” she said.
Jennifer was unable to ignore how muscular Lola’s legs were underneath the orange tiger-striped leggings she was wearing underneath her fleece jacket. It was the exact same color as her hair, that rich flame orange. Lola took Jennifer by the arm, running one long fingernail up and down her shirtsleeve.
Lola led Jennifer over to a rack of costumes, all of them with the same theme...