The phone hadn't stopped ringing since the newspaper article went live, and every time Mia answered another call, I could tell from her expression whether we were about to lose another customer.
By one, we already had five cancellations.
By two, there were eight.
I stood behind the counter with my arms folded while Mia wrote another appointment cancellation onto her clipboard and she hung up and sighed.
"Another one." She said.
"What did they say?" I asked.
"They don't want their name connected to us." She said.
I looked toward the workshop and the same place that had been full of customers an hour earlier now felt strangely quiet.
"Okay." I said and Mia looked at me.
"That's all you have to say?" She asked and I forced a smile.
"What else can I say?" I asked.
"You could be angr
