Chapter 7

After my parents reopened the corner store, the first thing they did was hire someone.

Dad couldn't bear to hire a full-timer, so he brought in a part-timer.

The part-timer showed up at nine every morning and clocked out at six in the evening.

He didn't touch the stock or bother with inventory.

He didn't handle the accounts after hours.

The first week, the store's best-selling milk ran out.

The second week, three boxes of drinks that hardly anyone bought ended up in the warehouse.

Dad was so pissed that he posted photos in the family chat.

He asked, [Summer,…