Cole Mine by Micheal Maxwell

Author:Micheal Maxwell [Maxwell, Micheal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Maxwell Books
Published: 2018-02-20T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

The electronic buzzer sounded with the opening of the door. Randy looked up at the pass thru from the work bench to the reception area. A young woman about his age was holding a computer tower and looking around the room. She looked completely lost. As she moved toward the counter.

“Be with you in a second!” Randy called.

“No hurry,” she replied, moving to set the tower on the counter.

Randy glanced up. He really tried not to, but then he glanced up again. Then again, she was so pretty, he thought.

He nervously ran his hand through his hair, pulled at his collar, and dusted the miniature dust bunnies from inside a computer case off the front of his shirt.

“What can I do for you today?” Randy tried to be as cheerful as his nerves would let him.

“This thing is on the fritz again. I don’t know if it’s something dumb I’ve done or if we’ve got one of those bacterias -”

“Viruses?” Randy injected.

“Yeah, viruses.” She looked down. Randy hoped he didn’t embarrass her. “Or if it is just all tuckered out. Anyway, can you take a look and see if it is worth salvaging?”

“That’s the name of the game around here.” Randy smiled. He just loved the way she talked. Casual, but shy, relaxed and funny, but all business. “If you’ve got a minute, I can hook her up and see what’s going on.” He hoped she had the rest of the day.

“That would be great.”

“Pull up a stool, and I’ll get things all plugged in.”

“You’re new around here, aren’t you?” she asked.

“Yes, does it show?”

“Well, you just don’t sound Orvin.”

“Is that bad?” Randy asked, hoping it was good.

“Neither one. You just kind of, well, sound different. Where are you from?”

“California.”

“That’s kinda backwards,” she said with the slightest of smiles.

“How do you mean?” Randy asked as he continued to plug in a monitor and keyboard to her tower.

“Well, way back when, it was the Okies who went to California, not the other way ‘round.”

Randy chuckled. “You’re right. That’s funny.”

As he finished connecting the computer, Randy turned and looked at the girl sitting at his counter. Her dark, nearly black, brown hair was straight, just below her shoulders and shined almost to the point of sparkling. Her big blue eyes seemed to hold a kind of sadness, when she didn’t know he was looking. Then when their eyes met, they brightened, like they wanted to wink at him. Randy never saw that in the San Francisco girls he met.

“I’m Randy, by the way.”

The girl looked at him for a long moment, and then she gave him the most charming smile he ever received. “I’m Brooke. Nice to meet you, Randy the Computer Guy.”

She giggled at her giving him a nickname. The whole room seemed to sparkle with the sound of her voice and the brightness of her smile.

Randy was speechless.

“Looks dead to me,” Brooke said after a long moment.

Randy looked at the monitor. “I haven’t turned it on yet.”

“Shows what a dummy I am.

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