Is it Love or Lust? [Student/Teacher] BIG CHANGE/REWRITING IS COMING SOON!

25 - Candles, Diners, and Wise-Cracking Pranksters

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                            Chapter 25 - Candles, Diners, and Wise-Cracking Pranksters

It’s been three weeks since the day I got on the train and two weeks that I’ve gotten two jobs here in town. It’s a small town. I’m working as a waitress and a salesperson at a little boutique called La Luce in the town square. It’s not near as much as I was getting at Venus, but I seem to be paying the bills alright. I have this small apartment above the little candle boutique I work at. The apartment was actually the perfect size for me. Although it’s a little unconventional what with the daybed to the right of the small round table in front of the kitchen and the bathroom and laundry room next to the closet, I did love it. The kitchen was just a one wall with three cabinets under the sink a small refrigerator/freezer with two regular sized cabinets as well as two smaller cabinets above; all the cabinets were made of reclaimed wood as were the floorboards. I had a small microwave in between the refrigerator and the three pot electric countertop stove. On the other side of the stove was the sink which was next to the wall.  The small round table had three candles in the center, each a different height. I love candles; I’m partial to the apple cinnamon, vanilla, and ocean breeze scents, but the three on the table were apple cinnamon.

I did like working at the candle boutique, for a small town, the boutique had a lot of business. The boutique had about three rooms to it, all three had entryways instead of doors, there were shelves and cases containing all sorts of colors and scented candles. The floors, shelves, and cases were all reclaimed hard wood. The lights cast a dark yellow, almost candlelight feeling to the boutique. The boutique was beautiful and homey. There were always a few candles burning somewhere in the shop casting the scent throughout the shop and up into my apartment. In the back of the boutique was a spiral staircase made of a black metal and the hand railing was made of reclaimed wood. The spiral staircase led up to my apartment door. Most days the candle boutique was open from eight to five, but on Fridays and Saturdays it was open until ten. There are three employees counting the owner of the boutique. Usually when the boutique is open, one employee is working except for Fridays and Saturdays. On Fridays and Saturdays the owner thought that since we’re open later, for the safety of her employees, two would work from five until we closed.

As much as I loved working at the boutique, it didn’t quite pay the bills so I had to work at the local diner in town, Annie’s; Annie’s was open all day every day except for major holidays, such as Easter, the fourth of July, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. The people in this small town were cordial, warmhearted, and hard workers. All in all, the entire town was a stereotypical small town; there were a few bad apples, but nothing high profile. As much as I like it here, it wasn’t home. It wasn’t busy like my hometown. Home may not have been a bustling city, but it was definitely bigger than this town. Every day was the same routine, the same people at the same times. It was clockwork. I miss everyone I left behind, I miss Chris. The hole in my heart only seemed to be growing. I had bought several tracfones, one was a flip, two were candy bars, and the last was a slider to call Rachel, I also called Rae to see how Ryan and Dan were. Rachel and Jake are doing well. The guys were going off to college across the state. She was reluctant to tell me about Chris so she had Jake do it. Jake said he wasn’t doing well at all. He would take it out on all the cases they continued to do, he would use excessive force. Jake also said that Chris was drinking more. Jake wants me to come back and knock some sense into his partner.