Early Bird Special by Tracy Krimmer

Author:Tracy Krimmer [Krimmer, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

Two hours later, all four of us arrived back home, my dad already napping on the couch, my brother sitting with his iPad playing some game, and my mom preparing turkey sandwiches for a snack. Yes, we probably would be eating turkey sandwiches for a week! I sat at the kitchen table in a sea of disappointment.

"I let Lisa down, Mom. I told her I would get those toys for Abby and I didn't."

My mom slapped bread onto the counter. She spread mayonnaise across each slice, carefully placing a few strips of turkey on each piece. When she finished decorating each one, she cut them in half, and placed them on a large platter. "If Lisa wanted these toys for Abby, she should consider going herself next time."

Huh. Shane hinted around to the same sort of thing. Was it wrong I went for her? I mean, I offered. My life revolved around other people and doing things for them. Twas the life of a party planner! I aim to please, and I'm not happy until my customer is happy. Of course, Lisa wasn't a customer. She was a friend. "Mom, do you think Lisa takes advantage of me?"

She pulled a plate out of the cabinet and put one of the sandwiches on it, sliding it in front of me. "I don't think she means to, if she does. You try so hard to make everyone happy, so you don't often say no, when sometimes you should." She tore a piece of the sandwich off and popped it in her mouth. "However, I think sometimes you don't say yes when you should, too."

"What does that mean?" The whole statement seemed a little contradictory to me. How could I not say no often enough, but at the same time, neglect saying yes?

Teddy hopped into the room and slapped me on the back.

"Ow!"

"That didn't hurt."

"Like hell it didn't, Teddy." I reached my arm back around to massage the area. I swore as my brother and I got older, the harder it was for us to get along. As kids we fought plenty, but our arguments as adults were on an entirely new level.

"And Mom's referring to your boyfriend."

"What boyfriend?"

"Exactly."

My last date happened around six months ago. I met Jim while planning a birthday party for his brother, and we got along great. He asked me out, I said yes, the usual. He took me to a movie - I can't even remember which one anymore - and after we went for a bite to eat. When the check came, he slid the paper over to me. The paper moved back and forth between us before he finally told me he thought I would expense it. I never saw him again (and he never called either), and I avoided dating ever since.

"My job keeps me too busy to date. Who's asked me out lately, anyway?" Nobody. I flew under the radar most times. Even if I dressed in my best outfit, flattened my much too curly hair, and toned down my normally bright makeup, most guys strutted right past me.

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