Not only had I dealt with the usual stream of customers, but also my boss, Tony, had wanted me to ‘jolly the place up’ for Christmas. My feet were aching by the time I finished my shift that night. But I had no idea why he’d decided to move back into town. I followed his progress in our annual high school newsletter, which was also how I knew that his marriage had ended in divorce. Turner went away to college and then started a used car business. Turner dated girls like Marcy Gates and Suzy Shaffer, the school beauties, with their long, flowing hair and flawless skin. When we worked together on the school paper, he always listened to everything I had to say.įor most of my high school years I’d been in fantasy mode where Turner was concerned, dreaming he’d see past my glasses and ugly outfits and fall head over heels in love with me. Turner never laughed at my stutter or made fun of my short, curly hair. It wasn’t just that Turner was tall, with midnight black hair, dark twinkling eyes, and a wicked, lop-sided grin-he was actually nice, too. It was funny, really - plain, mousey little Lucy Bishop in love with the town heartthrob. I’d had a crush on Turner Calhoun since I was twelve years old. “I’ll be right back with your hot chocolate,” I said and quickly walked away, trying to keep the memories at bad. Every female under the age of sixty is going to be trying to get their hooks in him.” Cora Lee giggled. He’s single again, but I doubt that will last. I nodded, ignoring the sudden silly flutter of my heart. “That was a long time ago. “Turner Calhoun! Didn’t you kids used to be in the same grade?” “You’ll never guess who’s back in town, Lucy,” Cora Lee Watkins said as I handed her a menu.
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