Paris…
.. it was beautiful , and of course all the beautiful monuments they were truly amazing i was high up on the tower on the ledge, suddenly someone was pushing me off the tower, i struggled to hold on for dear life , i remember a pale hand trying to save me but it was too my hand slipped and i was in deep darkness.
“ Stephanie , wake up you have work.” Ronald reminded.
i sighed in relief when i realized i was dreaming, before i was rudely interrupted.
“ Okay i’ll be right down.” I yawned in reply.
as much as i hated my life i had to put on my fake smile and start the day.
Ronald was my father , although he wasn’t much of a father all he did was lope around all day. after my mother died he quit his job and now I was working two shifts at the local diner to pay off the house mortgage.
“ Bye.. dad, i’ll be home by ten. should i bring food from the diner or do you want me to cook?” i waited for a response.
“ don’t care , i’ll be home late, i’ll eat whatever you’ll have.” he mumbled underneath his pillow. I could smell the stench of him 50 miles away, he was drinking again. he didn’t drink often because my mother hated it , although he wasn’t a mean drunk , he thought as if he was a bottomless pit and he could hold lots of alcohol.
“ Hey Betty, what’s the special.” i asked.
“ Your turn to decide it’s monday.” she replied plainly.
“ Alright , since we have a lot of seafood, i think that we’ll make a seafood stew i know a good recipe that my mother used to make”
“ seafood? are you sure? we don’t want any bad stomaches.” betty arched her eyebrow, of course she had to question my every move she never did completely trust anyone Her husband had guilt-tripped her into signing property papers about 2 years ago,so that everything was his, and then kicked her out a few months later, after that she’s been a train wreck. I didn’t know why it was related but i thought so she had major trust issues.
“ Betty, learn to trust me” i rolled my eyes at her, and she sighed in reply.
I turned on the neon light that said open and also opened the two doors letting a light breeze in.
my days were boring and dull in the diner, i hoped that someone would take me away to paris or italy it would be wonderful i would sip on a fruity light wine, or eat specially hand crafted cheese pizza made out of only the finest cheese in the country…
Hey everyone this is apart of my new story hope it isnt hard to follow tell me if you like it …
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