Tutus & Cowboy Boots (Part 2) by Casey Peeler

Author:Casey Peeler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: social issues, north carolina, performing arts, family relationships, americas, new adult, country boy city girl, dancer romance, country and small town life, country farm life
Publisher: Casey Peeler

Chapter 20

Cadence

Saturday morning we wake up and eat a fabulous continental breakfast. Who am I kidding? It tastes like a piece of cardboard with a side of rubbery eggs. Mom and Gran must feel the same way, based on the look on their faces.

“This shit’s horrible!” Gran exclaims as she stands. Oh shit. She’s going to give someone an earful.

I quietly slide down in my seat and Mom begins to laugh. “Get used to it, Cade. She’s never going to change, and you’ll thank her one day.”

“Or I’ll be like her one day.” Mom starts to laugh and before I know it, Gran comes back to the table with a fresh cup of coffee, a gift card to Cracker Barrel, and a discount on our next stay. I look at Mom and she smiles.

“Come on girls. Let’s get us a real breakfast! I need blueberry pancakes, stat.”

We quickly dispose of our food, then I check my dance bag for the third time, and the three of us make a short trip to Cracker Barrel. Thank goodness for a late arrival time.

I’ve never been to a Cracker Barrel before and when we walk into the lobby it looks like we stepped back in time. What is that awful stench? Soon I realize it’s a fire burning in the fireplace and my nose hates it because I begin to sneeze. Thankfully we are seated near a window and not the fireplace. I stare at the menu trying to decide what to eat. There are several healthy options, but blueberry pancakes do sound amazing.

“Go ahead Cade, order some. You know you want to, and carbs are good for energy,” Gran says as she nudges my shoulder.

“Maybe I should live a little, but I’ll take the sugar-free syrup and turkey bacon,” I state.

“Heck if you’re gonna do that, don’t bother. Get real syrup and bacon. Go big or go home,” she cheers. Where does she get this stuff?

Looking at Mom, she starts to laugh. “Hey, that’s your gran.”

“And your mother,” I remind her and we all quietly laugh while Gran acts as if we’ve lost our minds. I love it.

Taking a bite of those pancakes is like a little piece of heaven. It’s almost like my favorite croissant, but the syrup makes my mouth scream in delight.

Gran looks at me and I can already read her mind. “Go on and say it.”

She smiles before letting the words leave her mouth. “I told ya so,” she says as she stabs her fork in her pancakes and takes a bite while making a sound that should be illegal. I glance around and see a few eyes on us, but instead of hiding I smile sweetly. I love my crazy gran.

Once we finish eating, Gran walks us around the store. I’m amazed at all the old-timey toys, candy, clothes, and décor that would make a country lady go coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs. Gran picks out some candy and pays for it then we walk outside and take a seat in the rocking chairs while we wait for Mom.

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