Brunswick Bay Harbor Gems (Books 1 - 3) by Ann Omasta

Author:Ann Omasta [Omasta, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-10T00:00:00+00:00

17

Josie

I took an enormous bite of my double cheeseburger with extra-crispy bacon. Dean sat back in the booth across from me and gave me a wide, amused grin. “It’s a good thing you’re working in the pool again, or you’d be the size of a small whale.”

Even though I knew he was teasing, I gave him a light kick under the table. “I like to eat. It’s not a crime. Besides, I’m eating for two now.”

I said the last sentence around a crinkle-cut French fry, which made Dean chuckle. He lifted his pointer finger, likely getting ready to point out that the second individual I was eating for was a fraction of my size, but his response was interrupted by Aunt Mimi’s loud yelling.

It was Mimi’s diner, so she could behave however she chose, but her screeching at the cowering young man was drawing the attention of her patrons. “You tell your boss that I will not accept inferior produce.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The frightened delivery boy answered before trying to appease her by stuttering, “M-Mister Hayes asked me to give you s-s-some extra potatoes to make up for the m-mealy apples.”

Aunt Mimi’s already huge blue eyes nearly bulged out of her head. “So, he knew he was sending me imperfect apples and went ahead and did it anyway?!? Take it away. Take it all away. I want it out of my sight.”

The poor boy was practically shaking in his shoes from her over-the-top, fiery reaction. “Yes, m-m-ma’am.”

Finally seeming to comprehend that she was scaring the innocent delivery driver, Mimi patted his hand. “It’s not your fault, young man. On second thought, don’t you worry about saying a word to your boss. I’ll take care of it myself.”

With that, she whirled around on her white cushioned shoe, making it squeak on the black and white checkered linoleum, and headed straight for the old-fashioned wall-phone that hung near the food pass-through counter.

She punched the phone’s buttons with her index finger, evidently already knowing the number by heart. Once her call was answered, she said crisply into the receiver, “This is Mimi Dawson of Mimi’s Diner, and I need to speak to Mr. Hayes immediately.”

Her no-nonsense tone must have worked because there wasn’t much of a delay before she launched into a tirade aimed directly at the owner of Hayes Farm Stand.

Dean and I were riveted to her half of the conversation. Even though it wasn’t really any of our business, eavesdropping on her kept us entertained as we finished eating our lunch.

“I am not the person to try to slide inferior products by. Did you honestly think I would serve anything in my diner that wasn’t top-grade?” Mimi narrowed her gaze at the wall across from the phone as if it had offended her in some way.

Mr. Hayes must have been speaking because Mimi was nodding her head. Once or twice, she started to interject something, but stopped. Finally, she said, “Yes, that sounds fair.”

Dean leaned in and said to me, “Old Mr. Hayes seems to have managed to win her over.

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