Angel Wings

Chapter 5

The following day Izzy had work from 8am until 1pm. She had worked in the same café as a waitress for almost 2 years and knew most of the regular clientele by heart.

"The usual?" She asked with a smile.

The old man whom she was talking to smiled and nodded. Izzy jotted something down onto her notepad and tucked the pen into her front pocket. She thanked him and promised to bring it out quickly.

When she reached the kitchen she called out the order to the cooks. A bacon sandwich with extra sauce.

As they started the preparation, Izzy stepped back out of the kitchen and stood in the doorway.

It was never too busy, even on a weekend. The only people there were the old man and an elderly couple sat a few metres away on the armchairs. They seemed very deep in conversation and were only halfway through their drinks so Izzy didn't see the need to disturb them.

Overall, she liked the atmosphere of the café. It was hidden in a corner of the marina and had a nice, cosy feel. Spaced out tables and chairs were dotted around the main area, which was an open space resting on a drystone style floor. Rugs protected the table legs and chairs from being scratched and added a rustic sense. It worked perfectly with the seaside décor that filled the room. Mini boat figurines were on display on shelves around the walls and assorted sea themed items, including an out of use life ring, hung proudly.

The windows at the front looked out over the boats that lay resting in the marina and Izzy sometimes liked to stare out of the windows when she had time – which she had now.

She saw families walking past in small groups and dogs walking excitedly amongst them. One of the children that walked past was eating an ice cream, half of which had ended up everywhere but their mouth. His hands, face and shirt were sticky with the cream and a playful grin was on his face. He wobbled alongside his parents who were pretending to be unaware of the entire situation. Izzy also spied evidence of flaky chocolate stuck to his fingers, half melted.

The family disappeared and she lost her concentration.

A ring sounded from the bell at the door as more people entered. Izzy saw a man and a woman, both well dressed, enter and sit themselves down at one of the window tables.

She smoothed out her apron and walked over to greet them.

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At one o'clock exactly, Izzy walked to the back and went into the staff room. She hung up her apron on her designated peg and slipped the notebook back into her pocket. Crumbs of food were still stuck to her hands so she quickly ran them under the sink and dried them on the towel hung beside it.

Izzy went to her locker and unlocked it with her code. Inside was a small backpack that she had filled with a change of clothes – running clothes. She grabbed the bag and took it into the staff toilet to change into. All of her current clothes fit easily into the bag and she zipped it shut after removing her pair of trainers which were packed into the front.

Izzy quickly got changed and tied the trainers tightly around her feet. The bag was designed for hiking so its size and lightness made it perfect for running. A small handheld water bottle was in the side compartment in case she needed it and she patted it to make sure it would stay there securely.

When she was ready to go, she walked back out of the room and through the main part of the café to the register. The lady working behind there recognised her and smiled.

"Do you want me to clock you out?" She asked, already reaching for the mouse.

Izzy nodded, "Sure, thanks."