Hogwarts letters had just been received, so his shop had a sudden influx of students. It was exhausting darting about trying to ensure the correct texts ended up in the right hands. The fact it was summer had already made business boom without the addition of student shopping.

Zach had accepted the invitation to visit with Rosie over lunch, assuming that his nieces and nephew would be in attendance. In fact, he had arrived with a small stack of books of titles he thought they would enjoy. When he entered the parlor and was met with silence, he slowly realized the youngsters must be elsewhere.

"Ah, Rosie. Good afternoon. How are you on this fine day?" He looked a bit tired, worn out from long days. It probably would do him well to take a couple of hours away from the shop.