I sat out on the bench waiting for Vanessa’s class to come out on their way to lunch. I held a McDonald’s Happy Meal in my hand and I heard Vanessa scream when she saw me, “mommy!”

“Baby shh, wait in line”

“How are you?” her teacher asked

“I’m fine, I’m sorry”

“No, no it’s fine. She was better after she talked to you. We just don’t want her to get used to it”

“Yeah. She said I didn’t give her a kiss so we’ll make sure I give her many kisses before I leave”

“Great” she smiled, “Have fun”

“Come here baby girl” I said as I gave her a quick hug, “Are you feeling better now”

She nodded her head, “oh, a Happy Meal. What’s the toy? What’s the toy?” I definitely did not need to come. She’s fine; she was just testing what she could get away with.


After lunch with Vanessa I picked up lunch and got back to work, “Do you want your bread or no?” I asked Kyle as I handed him the salad I bought him

“No,” he said as he grabbed it from my hand, “How is she?”

“She’s fine. She’s just testing everyone and seeing what she can get if she cries”

Kyle laughed, “Just like her mommy”

“Shut up”

“He was looking for you”

“Who?”

“Justin”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh my God, you’re an idiot. Justin. Gorgeous Justin.
In two”

“Oh… why was he looking for me?”

“Because he wants you” I rolled my eyes

“Oh, ok. Did you tell him I’d be back in a few minutes and we could sneak out to the back or something?” I answered sarcastically

“Well four is empty, no need to go outside” he laughed as he took a bite of his salad

“You’re ridiculous” I said seriously before standing up, “Want a soda?”

“Yeah, you go right ahead, I’ll just sit here and do my job while you go and walk around”

“Thanks Kyle” I said as I threw a tomato at him and walked down the hall to the soda machine. I put my 65 cents in and pressed the button for a Diet Pepsi but nothing came out, “Oh come on” I pressed it again

“You just have to hit it right” I heard a voice behind me and looked up to see Justin with a smile on his face, “There’s a spot that will do it. Every machine is different so you have to find the right spot for each machine. Just like people, everyone’s got their spot” he smiled and paused as he continued hitting random parts of the machine until my soda fell out, “There ya go, looks like we found it. Remember next time, its right above the first p in Pepsi”

“Thank you” I said as I put more money in

“Oh shit you want another one? That’s definitely asking a lot” he laughed as it got stuck again, “Right above the first P” he said as he hit it again

“Thank you again” I smiled

“Anytime” he smiled, “I was looking for you”

“Were you?” he nodded his head, “And why is that?”

“We were ordering food; I was going to see if you wanted any”

“Oh, no I got some food. Thanks though”

“Next time I guess then”

I smiled as I walked away, he’s kind of charming

“Izzy?” I turned around, “How do you like your coffee?”

“What?”

He smiled again and leaned on the counter, “What do you like in your coffee? Cream? Sugar?”

“I don’t drink coffee”

“What?” the truth is every since that night we left and I had to drink all that coffee to stay awake I really haven’t found coffee very appetizing, “Tea?” I nodded my head, “What kind?”

“Chamomile with honey and lemon”

“Got it” he smiled, “Later Izz”

“Later” I said softly as I walked back into the front

“That was a long trip to the soda machine. I almost sent
out a search party”

I smiled as I handed him his soda, “You know I have to leave early to pick up Nessa right?”

“yes” he nodded his head, “I know that you need to come in late because you were dropping off Nessa then you need to leave for lunch because Nessa was crying and then you need to leave early to pick her up” he answered smartly

“I was like five minutes late”

“Still late. Plus you took your lunch early but you didn’t eat, so really you got two lunches. And then you leave and go visit with the soda machine for ten minutes”

“Shut up” I laughed, “I’m making you dinner”

“Oh and that’s supposed to be a good thing?”

“Shut up, I’m a good cook”

“I know you are but I don’t want macaroni and cheese. I’ll bring food”


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