She Became My Water by Amy DeMeritt

She Became My Water by Amy DeMeritt

Author:Amy DeMeritt [DeMeritt, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-31T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

It has been a very long week at work. Naomi has been out the past three days so I’ve had two younger and fresher baristas helping fill in for her. Needless to say, they are not Naomi. We get along fine, and I’ve worked with them before, but they just can’t keep pace like Naomi and I can. They are much slower and the dynamic is much more disjointed. Naomi and I don’t have to speak to know how to fulfil an order; we just know what the other person is going to do.

Bailey has come in at least once a day each morning or afternoon to try and break up my day and that has helped some, but I really miss Naomi. Bailey and I went to visit her at home the past two nights since Henry had to work late so she didn’t have to be alone. We haven’t been able to have our dinner yet, but visiting with her has helped me to feel less panicked about her condition. Last night she seemed very healthy and back to normal. It was a great relief to see her so strong again.

Just as I stick the key in the door to unlock the shop, I notice someone moving around inside. My heart rate quickens, thinking someone broke in. There are only a few people besides the owners and managers that have keys – Naomi and I being two of those people. I slowly push the door open just a few inches to try and not allow the bell to chime. I peek my head in and smile really big when my eyes lock with hers. I throw the door open and run the short distance to embrace her.

Naomi laughs as I nearly tackle her when I wrap my arms around her. “Hey, Pipe’s. You miss me?” I laugh and kiss her cheek firmly. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me last night that you were coming back in today.” She grins and laughs a little. “What, and miss out on this awesome welcome back reaction you just had? I don’t think so, sweetie.” I laugh and squeeze her tighter a moment before letting her go. “How are you feeling?”

“Great, actually. But don’t worry, I promise I’ll take breaks, even when I don’t feel like I need to.”

“Good.”

We get to work preparing to open in a little more than an hour and I’m almost laughing and bouncing with excitement at how easily we fall back into sync. After we get all the muffins, scones, and other pastries made and out on display, we get all the coffee machines prepped and coffee brewing. We have about ten minutes before opening and we’re all done and ready to open. We lean back against the back counter, fold our arms over our chests, and look at each other with a grin.

“I missed you. Those college kids are ok, but they’re just not you. Opening with them is very stressful and we never completely finished all the prep before we had to open.



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