Someone Someday (All in Good Time Book 2) by Brooke St. James Page A
Authors: Brooke St. James
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calling in… even if it's just for the day." He looked at me and breathed a long sigh. "I honestly can't believe you're here." His expression shifted to one of pleading desperation. "Are you here to work?"
"Of course," I said, feeling terrible about what a bind he was in. "And I'll stay for a double if the others call in." He closed his eyes and breathed a dramatic sigh of relief, and then his face shifted to one of doubt and fear all of a sudden. "Wait," he said. "Did you know you guys won the lottery last night?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Your name was on that list, right?"
I nodded again. "And you're still here to work?" he asked. He cringed in fear as he waited for my answer.
I laughed. "Yes, J.D., I'm here to work." I didn't tell him I'd eventually like to open my own coffee shop. I figured that was too much information for now. "If we're missing three people this morning, you're definitely gonna need to get on the phone and see if you can scramble up at least one replacement. Try Natalie. She lives close and she was picking up extra shifts this week."
J.D. nodded like he was onboard with that plan.
"We should be okay with one other person if you can work the register," I said.
He shrugged. "I don't think I have a choice."
A customer was walking in the door just after he said that. "I need to run to the back to put my bag in the locker and clock in. You can take care of Mr. Kimbrell," I said, gesturing to the customer. "He orders a medium dark roast with room for cream. You should be able to handle that."
"Hurry back, please," he said as I passed him on my way to the office.
"Good morning Mr. Kimbrell," I yelled from over my shoulder.
"Good morning, Ms. Lexi," he yelled back.
I was literally the only one of the eight who didn't quit. The seven other lottery winners never even showed up for their next shift. I couldn't believe it. J.D. said it really didn't surprise him, but for whatever reason it shocked me. He had always been really good to us, and I didn't think everyone would leave him stranded the way they did. J.D. took up for them saying they didn't see it that way. He said they were just excited about their new fortunes and really had no concept of how it would affect him. Maybe it was that I had aspirations to open my own coffee shop one day, but I instinctually put myself in his shoes and had no desire leave him high and dry.
I should have known what I was in for. The next month was a bit crazy at J.D.'s coffee shop. Myself and the other remaining employees did our best to fill in for the ones who quit, working as many shifts as we possibly could until he hired replacements. Then we had to train and get to know all of the new employees. It was a process that seemed to take forever. I worked over sixty hours a week at J.D.'s, plus weekend shifts at Millers.
It would have been easy to make excuses about going to boxing class, but I loved it so much that I made time for it. I went to the gym twice a week and found the release essential in helping me get through the busy time at work.
Somewhere during that month, Powerball paid us, and I now had a bank account with nearly six and a half million dollars in it. It was probably better that I was too busy to let it go to my head.
The second thing that happened in that month was that I'd become a slightly better boxer. I was only able to go to the gym twice a week, but one of my coaches recommended that I do shadow boxing in the mirror at home with hand weights, and believe it or not, that was helping my form. I didn't care that it made me feel like a big dork. I knew I was improving, and that was all that mattered.
The last but not least significant thing that happened was that my sister gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby boy with black hair like his daddy. That happened only three days ago, and I was very thankful that things were getting back to normal at J.D.'s so I could spend time with my precious nephew.
Laney and Zack named him Henry James
"Of course," I said, feeling terrible about what a bind he was in. "And I'll stay for a double if the others call in." He closed his eyes and breathed a dramatic sigh of relief, and then his face shifted to one of doubt and fear all of a sudden. "Wait," he said. "Did you know you guys won the lottery last night?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Your name was on that list, right?"
I nodded again. "And you're still here to work?" he asked. He cringed in fear as he waited for my answer.
I laughed. "Yes, J.D., I'm here to work." I didn't tell him I'd eventually like to open my own coffee shop. I figured that was too much information for now. "If we're missing three people this morning, you're definitely gonna need to get on the phone and see if you can scramble up at least one replacement. Try Natalie. She lives close and she was picking up extra shifts this week."
J.D. nodded like he was onboard with that plan.
"We should be okay with one other person if you can work the register," I said.
He shrugged. "I don't think I have a choice."
A customer was walking in the door just after he said that. "I need to run to the back to put my bag in the locker and clock in. You can take care of Mr. Kimbrell," I said, gesturing to the customer. "He orders a medium dark roast with room for cream. You should be able to handle that."
"Hurry back, please," he said as I passed him on my way to the office.
"Good morning Mr. Kimbrell," I yelled from over my shoulder.
"Good morning, Ms. Lexi," he yelled back.
I was literally the only one of the eight who didn't quit. The seven other lottery winners never even showed up for their next shift. I couldn't believe it. J.D. said it really didn't surprise him, but for whatever reason it shocked me. He had always been really good to us, and I didn't think everyone would leave him stranded the way they did. J.D. took up for them saying they didn't see it that way. He said they were just excited about their new fortunes and really had no concept of how it would affect him. Maybe it was that I had aspirations to open my own coffee shop one day, but I instinctually put myself in his shoes and had no desire leave him high and dry.
I should have known what I was in for. The next month was a bit crazy at J.D.'s coffee shop. Myself and the other remaining employees did our best to fill in for the ones who quit, working as many shifts as we possibly could until he hired replacements. Then we had to train and get to know all of the new employees. It was a process that seemed to take forever. I worked over sixty hours a week at J.D.'s, plus weekend shifts at Millers.
It would have been easy to make excuses about going to boxing class, but I loved it so much that I made time for it. I went to the gym twice a week and found the release essential in helping me get through the busy time at work.
Somewhere during that month, Powerball paid us, and I now had a bank account with nearly six and a half million dollars in it. It was probably better that I was too busy to let it go to my head.
The second thing that happened in that month was that I'd become a slightly better boxer. I was only able to go to the gym twice a week, but one of my coaches recommended that I do shadow boxing in the mirror at home with hand weights, and believe it or not, that was helping my form. I didn't care that it made me feel like a big dork. I knew I was improving, and that was all that mattered.
The last but not least significant thing that happened was that my sister gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby boy with black hair like his daddy. That happened only three days ago, and I was very thankful that things were getting back to normal at J.D.'s so I could spend time with my precious nephew.
Laney and Zack named him Henry James
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