Criminally Cocoa by Amanda Flower

Author:Amanda Flower
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2019-01-29T20:03:25+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Charlotte, this way.” Bailey pulled on the sleeve of my coat the next morning as we made our way back to Gourmet Television Studios. The night before, Linc had called Bailey and said that the set was as good as new. Since the show was behind schedule from the lost day and a half, the call time—another new Englisch TV term—was just as the sun was coming up over the giant buildings. Bailey groaned when it was time to get up, but rising early was no trouble for me. Back home on the farm, I had always risen before first light to feed the chickens and let the sheep out into the pasture. Now at Swissmen Sweets, I woke up at four o’clock to make candies for the day. Bailey rose early too to make the candies, but she still didn’t like it.

I tripped forward on the uneven sidewalk. The toes of my black sneakers caught on the cracks. I might have fallen on my face if Bailey hadn’t been holding my arm so tightly.

She looked over her shoulder and smiled nervously at me. “Sorry, I’m just in a rush. I want to get there early. We can’t have any more mess-ups with the show.”

I knew what she meant.

I watched in amazement as the sun poked through the buildings and its beams reflected off the countless windows, making a kaleidoscope of light sparkle in front of my eyes. Growing up on a farm, I had seen a thousand beautiful sunrises in my life. Ones that burned the dew off the fields and painted iridescent colors on the clouds, but I had never seen a sunrise like this. I wasn’t sure I could go back to Holmes County at all after seeing this. The city was more than I could ever have imagined, and it just a small piece of the whole world. If I stayed Amish, I would only see a very small portion of it. If I became Englisch, I could see it all. It was one of those moments when I was most torn. It would be hard to leave my culture, but there was a yearning inside me to do and see more. I couldn’t describe it, and not many in my community truly understood; the ones who did left.

“Charlotte, we have to keep moving.” Bailey tugged on my arm again.

“Right,” I said dreamily and let Bailey pull me along the sidewalk around the many people making their way to work. None of them seemed to be as mesmerized by the sunrise as I had been. Maybe, I thought, my sunrise back home, the one they didn’t know, would be the one to stop them in the middle of their tracks. Perhaps, I thought, everyone grew numb to the beauty that surrounded them; only when something is different does it stand out.

I followed Bailey to the building where Gourmet Television was filmed. On the first day we were on the set, I was surprised to learn

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