[Insert Self-Discovery Here]: a novel by Belinda Roddie

Author:Belinda Roddie [Roddie, Belinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cabin, Coming Of Age, Contemporary, Humor/Comedy, Lesbian Romance, New Adult, Sapphic Romance, Self-Discovery, Wilderness
Goodreads: 52686794
Publisher: Belinda Roddie
Published: 2019-08-27T04:00:00+00:00

FEBRUARY

I’m beginning to wonder if Pensalado has any type of weather besides, “You don’t get to have any feeling in your nose for the whole day.” For the rest of January, we hardly get any rain, but the chill’s incessant, and I find myself bundling up a lot more. February is no exception to the “Jesus Christ, it’s freezing,” rule. I’m amazed that I don’t see icicles dangling from the roof when I go outside to do my chores.

The guests don’t seem to mind, though. Nothing’s staving them off now. I learn that when Devin and Kyle went back home for Christmas, they took some time to write up advertisements and post contact information for the property, so it probably got plastered all over the good old Interwebs and people’s email lists and what not. I wouldn’t be surprised if every time those two go to Hearnsville, Kyle brings along a stapler and a stack of flyers and goes around sticking the things to telephone poles and stop signs in the hopes of someone noticing.

In short, we are booked solid for February. Which, of course, means that I get very little free time, and now I get to be busboy for the bigger families who partake in the little nature wonderland that we have to offer. Everyone now has a daily list of jobs to tend to. Devin’s gotten even less lenient about the house cleaning, so sometimes, I find myself in the guest cabin twice a day when our clients are out and about, cleaning tables and sweeping floors and scrubbing sinks and making beds. I am one step away from becoming a hotel maid, and I’m not alone. Even Rachel’s started to complain about how many times Devin’s asked her to mop the kitchen floor.

“I swear to God, it’s like one bread crumb falls, and I’ve got my cousin on me like a fucking vulture,” she gripes to me and Kyle, as she props the mop against the nearby rack of firewood after finishing yet another tedious soaking of the linoleum. Kyle and I are washing and drying dishes, and I’m already getting a sore arm from trying to scrape away sticky rice and starch from a pan we used the night before. “‘It’s just for business,’ he says. ‘Just do it and stop whining,’ he says. Yeah, I’ll stop whining after I take this broom and shove it right up your – “

“He’s just trying to give the guests the best experience possible,” Kyle coaxes in his best little counselor voice, which sounds like a cross between an English doctor and a little old lady.

“The way you side with him all the time, Kyle, it sounds like you’d like to give him the best experience possible, if you know what I mean,” Rachel sneers, finishing her sentence with a goofy wink.

I can’t help it; I have to cram my face into the towel that I’m using to dry dishes in order to muffle my laughter. But she’s not done yet.

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