remember that the person I’m looking to hire will be responsible for helping me keep up with Little Bird—which isn’t just the coffee shop where I work; it’s the coffee shop I’ve always wanted. The business man in me wants to handle this the right way.
“I’d be more than happy to talk to you about the position.”
“Yeah, absolutely.”
Daphne rolls her eyes as she stands. “Fine,” she mutters. “Do the boss thing and interview her properly. I’m going to go order a drink. Are you alright if Care stays? She seems pretty content right now,” she asks Sarah.
“You don’t mind?”
“Not at all,” she says with a wave. She heads to the counter, leaving the two—and a half—of us alone at the table. I regret that I don’t remember Sarah more, but I can tell that Daphne approves of her, which speaks volumes in my book.
Who knows. Maybe she’s exactly who I’ve been waiting for.
I HAVE EVERY INTENTION of walking out of Little Bird Cafe with a job today.
Yesterday morning, I got up to go to church. It was more of an excuse to get out of the apartment than anything else. I went to Cavalry Hill Community, where I had attended during my undergrad. It was weird being there without Addie, Avery, Beck, and Gray. It felt unfamiliar after an entire summer of no church. I felt out of sorts there, my head and my heart all over the place. It almost felt like I was trying to force myself back into the version of myself that I was a year ago. I’m not so sure I’m interested in making a repeat visit.
Yet, I’m not so sure giving up on God will make anything better.
Maybe a change of Sunday venue is in order.
Millie slept in, which helped answer the question as to whether or not she is Sunday spiritual. Then again—the way she yelled at me Saturday afternoon seemed to be a pretty good indication as well. I’m wondering if she’s got a single drop of grace in her.
We’ve hardly spoken since the Ghirardelli Incident . She did mumble a pathetic thank you for cleaning up the kitchen and replacing the food stuffs that I had used— I made sure to double up on the chocolate chips for good measure. I assured her that had been my plan all along. I let my actions speak against her accusation that I am a sloth and a thief .
My reflection chastised me for it later, while I was brushing my teeth. I know I need to stand up for myself better. I used to be able to…
With the uncomfortable amount of tension in our apartment, I decided to head out with my laptop and do some online job hunting elsewhere. There are a million and one coffee shops in Fort Collins, so I knew I’d be able to settle myself somewhere. When I found parking just a short walk away from Little Bird, it was like the coffee shop was welcoming me back.
I spent a good amount of time here during my senior year at CSU. Addie, Roman and I had this little tradition. Every month we would get together for the open-mic-night that was hosted here. Addie and I knew Roman from work.
Roman .
For a while, I had such a big crush on him. He was handsome and enchanting and, unfortunately, totally into my best friend. Obviously that didn’t work out in my favor.
It’s a common trend when it comes to my love life.
Then again, things didn’t work out so well for him either. Addie picked the other guy. Her forever love. I wonder what Roman’s life is like now. The little girl in my arms is his niece. I can hardly believe I’m holding evidence of more than a year gone by. When I left, Daphne and Trevor were just friends. Totally and completely in love, but just friends.
When I left—Little Bird Cafe was just that. Now, it’s Little Bird Cafe. Home of Brandon’s Bakery.
Brandon.
Hot. Damn. Brandon.
I’m trying not to stare. I really am. I’m not interested in men these days.
Really. Truly.
But Brandon…
I told him I remembered his face, but I don’t remember it being so distracting. Maybe it’s because I was too hung up on Roman at the time to
“I’d be more than happy to talk to you about the position.”
“Yeah, absolutely.”
Daphne rolls her eyes as she stands. “Fine,” she mutters. “Do the boss thing and interview her properly. I’m going to go order a drink. Are you alright if Care stays? She seems pretty content right now,” she asks Sarah.
“You don’t mind?”
“Not at all,” she says with a wave. She heads to the counter, leaving the two—and a half—of us alone at the table. I regret that I don’t remember Sarah more, but I can tell that Daphne approves of her, which speaks volumes in my book.
Who knows. Maybe she’s exactly who I’ve been waiting for.
I HAVE EVERY INTENTION of walking out of Little Bird Cafe with a job today.
Yesterday morning, I got up to go to church. It was more of an excuse to get out of the apartment than anything else. I went to Cavalry Hill Community, where I had attended during my undergrad. It was weird being there without Addie, Avery, Beck, and Gray. It felt unfamiliar after an entire summer of no church. I felt out of sorts there, my head and my heart all over the place. It almost felt like I was trying to force myself back into the version of myself that I was a year ago. I’m not so sure I’m interested in making a repeat visit.
Yet, I’m not so sure giving up on God will make anything better.
Maybe a change of Sunday venue is in order.
Millie slept in, which helped answer the question as to whether or not she is Sunday spiritual. Then again—the way she yelled at me Saturday afternoon seemed to be a pretty good indication as well. I’m wondering if she’s got a single drop of grace in her.
We’ve hardly spoken since the Ghirardelli Incident . She did mumble a pathetic thank you for cleaning up the kitchen and replacing the food stuffs that I had used— I made sure to double up on the chocolate chips for good measure. I assured her that had been my plan all along. I let my actions speak against her accusation that I am a sloth and a thief .
My reflection chastised me for it later, while I was brushing my teeth. I know I need to stand up for myself better. I used to be able to…
With the uncomfortable amount of tension in our apartment, I decided to head out with my laptop and do some online job hunting elsewhere. There are a million and one coffee shops in Fort Collins, so I knew I’d be able to settle myself somewhere. When I found parking just a short walk away from Little Bird, it was like the coffee shop was welcoming me back.
I spent a good amount of time here during my senior year at CSU. Addie, Roman and I had this little tradition. Every month we would get together for the open-mic-night that was hosted here. Addie and I knew Roman from work.
Roman .
For a while, I had such a big crush on him. He was handsome and enchanting and, unfortunately, totally into my best friend. Obviously that didn’t work out in my favor.
It’s a common trend when it comes to my love life.
Then again, things didn’t work out so well for him either. Addie picked the other guy. Her forever love. I wonder what Roman’s life is like now. The little girl in my arms is his niece. I can hardly believe I’m holding evidence of more than a year gone by. When I left, Daphne and Trevor were just friends. Totally and completely in love, but just friends.
When I left—Little Bird Cafe was just that. Now, it’s Little Bird Cafe. Home of Brandon’s Bakery.
Brandon.
Hot. Damn. Brandon.
I’m trying not to stare. I really am. I’m not interested in men these days.
Really. Truly.
But Brandon…
I told him I remembered his face, but I don’t remember it being so distracting. Maybe it’s because I was too hung up on Roman at the time to
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