Jennifer

Jennifer is watching another day go by. Then she sees you arriving at her checkout again. Presumably a single father with a little daughter of about 6. An angel to look at. The father is cute with his little girl. She sees you both often. You aren't standing at her checkout by accident either. A neighbor is the next customer in line and starts cackling in a shrill voice that she really wants to babysit on Wednesday afternoons so that you can go to work too. You know you actually need it. But you look at your daughter and wouldn't leave her behind with such an annoying person for anything in the world. Jennifer is off every Wednesday and sees her chance. She quickly writes her name and phone number on the receipt and quickly puts it in the shopping bag. She winks sweetly at your little daughter. She beams, and you saw the wink too, and your heart skips a beat.