Imagine my surprise when you get a phone call that goes something like this. "hey, I was just calling to let you know that Nymbol's front door is unlocked and your open sign is still up."
Not good.
This is Thursday morning and the last time we were at the shop was late Monday night.
I wanted to blame Nymbol but he has been with us the whole time.
Fingers are pointed but that is pointless now.
I rush to the shop to find the door now locked but the open sign still up. After a quick look around I realize everything is still there. FeeeeeeeeYou.
Not only that,.... on the lower counter there is a little pile of money. "for the slippers" it says on one of our own business cards.
Later that day a cute little boy and his dad rode their bikes over to make sure we were actually there and not tied up in the back.
It was his parents that left the money and called around to make sure we would know about our front door.
It is truly heartening to know that there is still a little place in the world like Langley. A place were folks look out for one another.
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