Tuesday morning. The sun shone a little brighter. Her notebooks, filled with the many songs she has written so far, stil sat on her desk. She wanted a decent breakfast, maybe a hug, or maybe a couple more hours of sleep. All that she got was a ding from her phone, a message from her mother.
How long will it be until you get back home? We really need help keeping the shop open, and your sister will be going off to college soon. I don't think we'll have enough to keep up with for the next two weeks. Try getting a job over there to help us out!
Areum took a while to come up with a reply.
A little over a week. I have one more show on Wednesday and another on Friday, so I should be able to go back on Sunday at earliest. I sent some money yesterday, by the way.
It didn't take long for the phone to ring again.
We'll be waiting for you then. Eat well and avoid causing trouble!
Areum knew well that she hadn't succeeded in doing either of those things. Which reminded her...
What on Earth are blueberry truffles?
Areum had to think. Did the girl mean blueberry flavored chocolates? Where could she possibly find them?
Hmm. Perhaps there was an online recipe she could use? There had to be some way...
Maybe if she went to the library again, she'd be able to find her and ask.
What's the worst that could happen?
...
When Areum arrived at the library, all that she saw was the librarian sitting at the desk and a couple people quietly picking out books. The girl was nowhere to be seen.
Areum trudged towards the librarian. On her desk was a small plate reading; Mrs. Olsen. "Excuse me, uh, Mrs. Olsen, but have you seen a girl with a green jacket, green turtleneck, and uh-"
"Green eyes?" Mrs. Olsen finished.
Areum suddenly remembered. Green eyes? Right. Those very intimidating green eyes that kind of looked like jades. Boy, that girl really liked green.
"Uh, yeah! Green eyes. And black hair?"
"You don't have to keep describing her for me," Mrs. Olsen snickered. "Irene is not here today. She's only here every other day to study since she's homeschooled. What did you need from her? No wait, let me guess, you wanted her to show you around town?"
Areum was taken aback. "Huh? Well, uh, no. I just wanted to ask her how I could make blueberry truffles since I kind of owe her some...for almost breaking her leg. Is she well known around here?"
Mrs. Olsen snickered even harder. She pushed her glasses up before continuing.
"Fairly well known. This isn't the biggest town after all. But she almost never asks anyone for anything, much less blueberry truffles. You see, that girl likes a very specific kind, from a certain recipe."
"What recipe? Could you show it to me? Please?" Areum begged, clasping her hands together. Mrs. Olsen stared at her, puzzled.
"Are you sure you want to make those? They're not exactly the most forgiving treats to make."
"It's the only way I can make it up to her. Please!"
Mrs. Olsen sighed. She turned to her computer and after a couple of clicks, the printer next to her began printing out a very simplistic recipe. No pictures, just text in Times New Roman. She handed the paper to Areum.
YOU ARE READING
Daffodil's Sunshine
Romance(GXG) Time is the ruler of everyone. It pushes everyone forward against their will and prevents them from ever turning back. That is why Irene hated it. She wanted a chance to go back in time and prevent the Carnation from destroying their lives...b...
