Last Chance

The Boat House

      When I got up the next morning and went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I looked horrible. My eyes were red and puffy from crying. My hair could have been considered a rat's nest, from a sleepless night. I felt incredibly icky and gross. I'm in a serious need of a shower. I brushed my hair, so its easier to shampoo and condition it, brushed my teeth, took my shower and then washed my face. I got dress and blow dried my hair.

      As I was in the middle of putting my hair into bun, aunt Helen hollered that breakfast was ready. I hollered back that I'll be down shortly. I looked in the mirror to see any evidence from what had occurred last night. When I was satisfied that i didn't anything wrong, I walked to kitchen to join my Aunt and Uncle for breakfast.

      "Good morning Amiline." Aunt Helen said cheerfully, "How did you sleep.?"

      "It tool me a little while to fall asleep but eventually I did." I said with a smile, and took a seat next to Uncle Charles and Helen placed my breakfast in front of me. It consisted of a cheesy omelet and toast. I said thank you to my Aunt and dug into the tasty, gooey omelet.

      After a while Aunt Helen spoke up, "So, Amiline. I'm going to have to work today in order to have tomorrow off. So I wont be able to show you around today but tomorrow I will. So that way you can get around, without having to need to both your Uncle and I."

      "Okiee dokiee." I smiled at her and turned to my toast.

      "So Amiline, what do you plan on doing with your day?" Uncle Charles asked.

      " I might just read a book but I have plans really." I responded with a frown.

     "Well you can come with me to work. You could help around the Boat House, if you want too." He offered.

      "Yeah, I'd love too." I accepted with a smile finished up my breakfast. Soon after that Aunt Helen was off for work. She wished us a nice day and left. Uncle Charles told me me that we will be leaving in a few minutes. So I went to my room and my bag, my phone and a book, just in case if it's slow.

      The Boat House was my Uncle's shop for surf boards, fishing gear, scuba diving gear and obviously boats. Where people could rent of buy them. The shop is located near Clear Water beach. It looks out to the ocean and all the people sitting on it's sandy white beach shore, enjoying the sun. I don't remember the Boat House well, I have only been there when I was younger but I do remember that loved it there. Probably because it was so close to the beach.

      I remember how I spent my time on the beach with Quinn. We would build sand castles everywhere. I remember how we would play with a beach ball. I also remember Matthew my best friend from when I was kid, he would come to the beach as well and play with Quinn and I. I smile at all the memories at the Boat House until i hear Uncle Charles hollering that it's time to go. I shake my head and go to the car, to start my day.

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      When we got to the boat House, Uncle Charles went around opening the blinds, to bring some light in. I went into the back to start the coffee machine and soon the smell of brewing coffee filled the shop. Uncle Charles and I worked on a few things. Then we were ready for opening. I flip the sign, that said that we were open.

      It was a pretty slow morning, there was very few people keeping us busy. Mainly the customers were in to rent a board, which only took a few minutes to do and Uncle Charles had me do most of them because it was so easy to do. Uncle Charles and I mainly spent the morning drinking coffee and talking, whenever we had no customers in. Then sometime around eleven, Uncle Charles got a call from his mechanic, Rick,  saying that his boat was ready for pick up.