Going to the Chapel by Janet Tronstad

Author:Janet Tronstad
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2007-09-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

I take the Metro bus back to Cassie’s place and get off a stop earlier than I need to so that I can pick up some groceries to make my dinner. After I walk the aisles in the store for a few minutes, I see a red rose that is set apart, a little behind the other flowers in the buckets next to the produce section. It’s the only one in the half-price bucket.

I don’t know why I pick up the long-stemmed rose and put it in my checkout basket. Maybe I just can’t stand it that one stem is left behind all alone with a half-worth sign on it. I’m sure it’s been passed over a dozen times already today. Even with the water tube on its stem, the rose has started to droop. Still, a full-bodied rose like that is made for romance and I haven’t seen much of that lately.

Well, unless you count Jerry and Cassie. Maybe I’ll put the rose in a vase and leave it on the table for the two of them. Sort of a very subtle blessing on their budding relationship, even though I doubt either one of them is ready to admit such a thing even exists yet.

I shake my head just thinking about the two of them. How did things ever come to this? My best childhood friend and my most bothersome male cousin on a date together. Between the two of them, they know all my secrets. It should alarm me to think of them sitting together and talking without me there to defend myself.

Instead, I smile thinking about it. Hopefully, they have so many other things to talk about that they both forget that they even know me. Life certainly has its unexpected moments when it comes to romance.

Maybe something like that will happen for me one day. I’ve always thought I’d meet the love-of-my-life when I least expected it. Like maybe I’d be in a coffee shop and he’d order the exact type of latte I ordered and we’d start talking about what we liked and one thing would lead to another until he asked me out on the date to end all dates. Or maybe I’d just be stepping out of a beauty salon with my short auburn hair swept back the way it can be and he would be so struck with my titian beauty he would have to stop right there on the street and invite me out to this fabulous dinner.

Don’t laugh. It could happen. Granted, it wasn’t happening in Blythe.

When I left Blythe, there were two coffee shops of the kind I see in Hollywood—one on the north side of town and one on the south side. There were also a handful of beauty salons. One of the reasons I knew I had to leave Blythe was because there were so few places where I might actually meet The One. I just couldn’t imagine him even being in Blythe.

Well, it was also the fact there were no good jobs to be found.

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