webnovel

Chapter 77

It wasn't like he had anything else to do with his evening.

Leaving cash on the table, he headed out, walking down Main Street, keeping his powers fairly loose as he strolled. He glanced in shop windows, occasionally lingering. The place had really spruced up since he'd left. Tired, dusty stores had been replaced with fancy boutiques and bakeries and shops. It had been showing small signs of that when he'd gone, but he hadn't paid much attention. Looked like 'quaint little village' had sunk in deep and had no intention of being uprooted. And yet his parents' business was struggling, and they couldn't figure out they were to blame?

He lingered outside a boutique when a scarf caught his eye. It was the fancy kind that Lynn had approximately two hundred of, made from butter-soft wool, cashmere, or some ridiculous blend that Lynn rattled off with an almost-sexual gleam in his eye.