6:30 am,Saturday, my eyes open softly as my arm instantly springs out to stop the generic alarm sound of my alarm. I flailed my arm around and hit my phone a few times before the alarm finally turned off. I ate a boring breakfast
The Saturday shift at the cafe always seemed to go quickly because of how busy it is with the elderly. Each Saturday, they'd all have their weekly visit to the cafe and after working here for a few months , I'd really made good friends with some of them now.
At 3 o'clock, my shift had finally finished. Luckily it goes quite quickly because of how hectic it is. "See you on Tuesday, Jenny," I said as I left the cafe. I popped my earphones back in and shuffled my library, David Bowie's 'oh you pretty things' came on. I smiled in delight for I loved this song so much and vividly remembered dancing around in the living room to it when I was little.
Once I reached our tiny house, I unlocked the door and put my small leather satchel down on the floor and shouted out 'hello?' I waited but there was no reply. I saw a note on the side of the cabinet 'taken Tyler out for a kick about, will be back at 4. Luv dad x'. I smiled at the handwritten note, I'm glad my parents liked to keep it old school and actually write things down instead of texting me things.
I head to the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea before heading to my bedroom. I opened the door and saw a brown envelope lying on my bed, with another handwritten note on top of it; 'sshhhhh don't tell your dad, here's your deposit for the Bethlehem trip. It's too good not to miss, see you tonight. Mum x'. I almost SQUEALED in delight that I was able to go!! I immediately text Mol and Kate to let them know and like I imagined, they were just as excited as me.
The next six months were full of meetings, shopping trips, endless outfit planning, anxious sleepless nights and shift after shift whenever I could fit it in at the cafe. But before I knew it, the night was finally here,
The night I'd fly to Bethlehem...
