I think that means not funny, but it also means I’m the only one who ever knows it’s a joke. How is someone my age already so versed at beckoning? A lifetime of privilege, obviously.Ĭan I help you, sir? Only my mom would’ve heard the sarcasm laced into that single statement. I didn’t realize it at first because his confidence aged him, but now that I’m closer I can see he’s young. It’s obvious he can buy the whole store if he wants to. But the clothes were purchased somewhere that specializes in thread count and triple stitching. It’s an outfit that’s purposefully trying to downplay how much it cost: a pair of cargo pants, a pink button-down rolled at the sleeves. His one outfit probably cost more than all the clothes in my tiny closet. The untrained eye might not pick up on the richness oozing off this guy, but I know rich and he reeks of it. His other hand rubs his chin while he studies the dolls in front of him. He hadn’t even glanced my way but held up his hand and moved two fingers in his direction. It’s the only word I can use to describe the motion. I’ll take care of it.' He pockets his phone and beckons me over.

Didn’t Grammy tell you which one she wanted? He lets out a long sigh. 'What do you mean you want me to pick? Mr. Apparently having money means collecting useless things like porcelain dolls (the adjective useless should never be used around my mother when referring to dolls). There are two types of people in our small beach town: the rich and the people who sell things to the rich. The kind of confidence only money can buy. When they do come in, they trail behind feminine types and look extremely self-conscious. It isn’t that men don’t frequent the doll store- Okay, actually it is. Not the cell phone part but the guy part. I quickly tuck my homework beneath the counter and look up. I can usually dissect a science equation easily, but the answer isn’t coming to me.

The distance between us by kasie west