Gabrielle
smiled, looking at the fabulous chocolate chip cookies she had just removed from
the oven. She enjoyed her part time job at Grace’s Corner, a diner just in the
heart of Peaceville. Perhaps it was because of the atmosphere, the café was spacious
and inviting and filled with the delightful aromas. Perhaps it was because
today was an especially beautiful day. Perhaps it was because she was really
enjoying Peaceville College. She was simply happy. Life was good and promising
to be better.
Grace’s
Corner has always had regular customers, and more during tourists’ months. But
when Gabrielle joined the team, more persons came in. All loved Gabrielle’s
cooking and baking and some even suggesting that she increase her culinary
abilities, go to a cooking school in France, perhaps opening her own diner. But
that was not her dream. Her real passion was fashion designing; unknown to
most, she designs her own clothes. She was taking courses in Fashion Designing
and Business to help her with her future ambitions. There was a time she had
another passion, another burning ambition but it was cruelly taken from her.
She
shook her head. Let the past go, Gabrielle Sanchez, she told herself.
Just
then the door opened and an elegant blonde entered. Gabrielle smiled
automatically as she appreciated elegant dressing. The blonde went to sit at
one of the tables by the window and removed her Gucci sunglasses. Gabrielle went
to attend to her as the afternoon rush was over and she had little free time.
“Good
Afternoon. Welcome to Grace’s-”
“I
want a cup of coffee and nothing else.” The blonde said abruptly.
“Ok.
But we have freshly baked croissants and chocolate chip cookies we are
especially proud of.”
Kathleen
looked at the little girl and replied slowly as if she were talking to a moron,
“I’m not interested in anything other than a cup of coffee.”
“Fine.”
Gabrielle said, smiling pleasantly and turned away, wondering why a lady
dressed so beautifully would have such bad manners.
Just
then, Sharon walked and breathed in deeply, smiling. She loved the aroma in
Grace’s Corner. Then she noticed Kathleen scrolling through her iPhone.
“Kathleen.”
“Hi,
Sharon.” Kathleen smiled widely and they air-kissed. “I’ve really missed you.”
“I’ve
missed you, too. You are looking really beautiful.”
“You
are not looking bad yourself. Although there is some hint of annoyance I detect
in your eyes.”
Sharon
frowned, “It’s none other than my precious dad and brother.”
“As
always.”
Gabrielle
came with the coffee and smiled at Sharon, “Good afternoon, Miss Charlwood.”
“Hi
Gabrielle. Give me some of your chocolate chip cookies and please call me
Sharon.”
Now
this is a lady with class, Gabrielle thought smiling.
“You
should try them, Kathleen. They are the best I’ve ever tasted.”
“Perhaps
you haven’t been to enough places.” Kathleen replied, “Besides, you know I’m
allergic to chocolate.”
“Since
when?”
“Since
I have to maintain my perfect figure.”
Gabrielle
looked at the woman she was really beginning to dislike by the second. She
turned her attention back to Sharon. “What would you like with it?”
“Coffee,
the way I like it.”
“Sure.”
Gabrielle replied smiling and walked away.
“You
know she was Peaceville’s Most Beautiful two years ago.”
Kathleen
looked at Gabrielle briefly. “She looks familiar.”
“She’s
Soledad’s daughter.”
“Oh.”
Kathleen now understood why she didn’t like the little chit the moment she saw
her. She had never liked Soledad Sanchez. “How many kids does she have by the
way?”
“Gabrielle?”
“No.
Soledad.”
“Three.
The youngest won Hunk of The Year. I’ve never met the oldest though. Heard he’s
a cop.”
“Typical.”
Kathleen said with a hint of disdain.
“Meaning?”
“Ignore
me, Sharon.” Kathleen said, “You know I don’t like Soledad and she doesn’t like
me.”
“Well,
if you want to get into Justin’s heart, you had better find a way to make her
like you.”
“Am
I that obvious I want Justin back?”
Sharon
smiled, “Sweetheart, you were too obvious.”
Kathleen
shrugged, “Well, I can’t help it. I really like Justin.”
“Then
why did you guys break up? You never told me you know.”
Kathleen
looked at Sharon, surprised. “He didn’t tell you?”
“I
never asked.” Sharon said, and smiled at Gabrielle, refusing to acknowledge
that Justin had in fact told her why. And that she had agreed with his
decision. “Hmm, I’ve gained just 5 pounds inhaling.”
Gabrielle
laughed. “Enjoy your meal.”
“I
sure will.”