God In The Kitchen by Williams Brooke

Author:Williams, Brooke [Williams, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2013-05-23T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

I didn’t know exactly where my relationship with Chloe stood and I still had plenty of questions about her husband’s whereabouts and where her feelings landed in regards to him, but my goal remained the same. To help Ian in any way I could.

After the interviews at their apartment, I launched myself into my work, checking in with them as often as I could to update them on the progress and keep them as excited about the event as I was. In truth, everyone I ran across was excited. We needed thousands of dollars to get Ian the surgery he needed and I wasn’t sure if we were going to make it, come close, or exceed our expectations. But I knew every little bit was going to count because I knew Chloe.

She was a strong mother and she would do everything to save her child. I could see her taking half the money and making a deal with the hospital to do the rest of the surgery pro bono. I knew whatever we raised, she would make work in her son’s benefit.

And so I worked myself to the bone that next week to make sure the stand was as big of a success as possible. I even had interest from the national media sources I called who planned to send small camera crews to the scene to do a little filming, maybe interview me, Chloe, or even Ian, and get some footage for their morning shows.

If the lemonade stand was a true success, I knew the interviews would only sky rocket from there. The nation would follow Ian’s surgery and recovery with a watchful eye and he would become a great success story. The radio station would be a Good Samaritan and the news would keep an eye on the promo drive events as they came up each year. But all of that was secondary. Making sure Ian got what he needed was at the top of my concern list.

The day of the lemonade stand rolled around way too quickly and yet I was glad it was there. I was tired of working long hours and I felt as if I had a permanent wrinkle between my eyebrows from frowning at my computer, at the phone, or at the people in the office as I concentrated on my tasks.

It was a Saturday and the weather prediction was hot and humid, perfect for a cold cup of lemonade. The stand was to open at noon in the same parking lot the city held the farmer’s market, which ended at 10 on the weekends. We hoped some of the market shoppers might stick around and we had pushed to have the stand earlier, but with all of the famers in town selling their goods, there just wasn’t room.

When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade, however, and that was just what we were planning to do that day. In fact, I had a crew on the scene beginning the process at 10, right as the farmers were packing up.

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