“position, all that matters is what you’ve done with it,” I say. “And what you’ve done is revive our social media accounts and make a mostly fascinating history display.” Now she rolls her eyes, but I push on before she can say anything. “My point is, besides Glory, no one knows Horizon or loves it as much as you do,” I say. “And whoever’s been causing havoc, it has nothing to do with you. They’re just an asshole.” Amira’s big eyes go even bigger and she gasps. “Asshole?” she repeats. “Wow.” I nod solemnly. “I know. I like to limit myself to one swear word a week, and I’ve wasted it on someone I don’t even know. Alas, it had to be done.” “Oh my God,” she says, laughing, and then she’s pulling me into a hug. The feel of her pressed against me is a surprise, but I embrace it, hugging her back until she’s ready to let go. “Okay,” she says. Then she says it again as if to really convince herself. “Okay, you’re right.” I grin. “My two favorite words.” Amira smirks and pushes me away, returning to the register. “Go start taking inventory, and text the boys, please?” she says. Boss mode reactivated.”