Candle In The Wind

5 | Old Dreams

JULIETTE
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A WEEK LATER

It was fruit season. And that meant, almost everything I was delivering was some sort of apple, blueberry, raspberry, orange dessert.

I pulled my car to a stop and parked it, I double checked the address and got out of the car, I opened the trunk and started looking for blueberry muffins under the last name of James, once I found it I grabbed it and started making my way to the front door — I knocked on the door then waited.

My phone pinged, and I automatically assumed it was Val because he's the only one I talked to, and I promised him I'd help him move into his new apartment this afternoon after I get off work, he was already texting me photos of how he started to arrange stuff and I had a headache rolling in already because he wasn't following the Pinterest board I spent hours making for him and his new apartment. Today was his day off and he was clearly determined to piss me off.

I sighed and held the box of muffins with one hand and pulled the phone from my back pocket, and instead of a text from Val it was from Callum.

My brows furrowed as the door in front of me opened.

"Hi, delivery for James."

The older man stared at me confusingly, "I didn't order anything? Where's this from?"

I sent him a long look, but I still kept the smile on my lips, "Blueberry Lane Pastries." I said through clenched teeth, although. . . it may have looked like I was a smiling, happy employee.

"I didn't order anything from that bakery." The man said.

I looked down at the address written on top of the box then took a look at his house number, I smacked my lips together, "well, this is the correct address, and it's already paid for."

"I'm telling you. . ." his eyes dropped to my pregnant stomach, "young lady, I didn't order this, I swe-"

A younger girl that looked around Bailey's age group squeezed herself through the door and smiled and offered a hand to grab the box of muffin, "thank you so much, is the lemon bar in there?"

I quickly glanced down at the box and nodded once I spotted the lemon bar from the group of blueberry muffins. The girl grabbed the box, whispered another thank you then disappeared back into the house.

The man stared at me with his mouth open in surprise.

I smiled, "it's a good thing you didn't swear, have a nice day sir."

I sat in the truck in silence, that was my last delivery for the day, and my back was killing me already. I had no idea how I was gonna be able to help Val today, maybe I'll just sit on the floor and point around and tell him what to do like a lazy king or something.

I started driving and the heat felt a little less unbearable because the wind helped, but I swear whenever I stopped at a red-light it seemed like I made a stop in hell or a boiler room. I'm honestly surprised this truck hasn't broken down on me yet, and thank god it hasn't.

I could fix the A/C but I was waiting on buying a property before spending any of the cash on anything else. I received the first half of the payment, it was sitting nicely in my bank account, and I was looking for the perfect property to buy, and Val had been helping me in that criteria, our text messages all week had been photos of properties, furniture and reminding each other to stay on budget.

I pulled up to the bakery with a smile on my face.

Things were finally starting to look up, all that was left of me to do was give birth.