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Topic: Write in the ROMANCE genre (04/19/07)
TITLE: The Plan
By Diana Richardson
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Becca wrapped a blanket around her sleeping two year old, Molly. She quickly made her way across the yard toward the big house.
Becca reluctantly shifted Molly into the waiting arms of Aunt Lola without as much as a moan from the child.
“I’ll be home as soon after five as I can. There’s milk and a sandwich in this bag and her “Giralphy.” She goes no where without it.” She hurried toward the street.
Once on the bus she began to think how scary and exciting this first day on her new job would be. She had to offer a prayer of thanks to the Lord for the way he’s worked things out. She’d only been back in Texas a month and already He’d provided her a job, a house, perfect babysitter as if it were all a plan. While riding to work she pulled out her pocket Bible and read a Psalm to calm her nerves and prepare for the day.
Daniels was a family owned business. The third generation was now running it and it had a reputation of honesty. Becca had shopped there many times. It almost seemed like home as she walked in the employee’s door.
A tall silver haired lady was waiting for her. She led her up to the second floor. The office was all the way at the back of the store behind customer service. Becca was seated beside a lady who looked as if she should’ve retired years ago. She was introduced as Miss Ila, who would train her.
The first part of the day was spent watching and trying to remember everything Miss Ila said. Finally she was given her own set of sales figures to work. She was to find the errors that caused this register to be out of balance on the previous day and call the clerk who made the error.
“Hello, may I speak to John, please?”
“This is John, how may I help you?”
“This is Becca Seely in Audit. I’m found the error that caused your register to be out of balance yesterday.”
“Me, surely you jest.” he said. He obviously thought he was really funny.
“Are you clerk number 465?”
“Yes I am, but you must have the wrong clerk 465.”
Becca heard him laughing in a teasing way, “ I’ll make the corrections on the register and fill out all the pieces of paper.”
She was glad that John was so light hearted about her call. By the time she left at five she’d done made a few more calls.
As she ran out the door to get to the bus on time. She was tired, but she felt good about her first day. She was caught by the “don’t walk” at the first corner.
She glanced at the fellow waiting beside her. He was nice looking. “Don’t look at him. He looks like someone you’d fool around and marry. You don’t want to ever do that again, remember?”
Becca walked to bus stop and that young man was by her side the whole time, as if he belonged there. She got to the stop and deliberately moved a distance away. She pulled out her purse, digging for bus fare. She’d lost a nickel, there were signs everywhere saying exact change only.
There was no one else around except that young guy. She didn’t want to get change from him. Finally she saw the bus coming a block away.
“Excuse me,” She had to ask. “Do you have change for a dollar?”
“No, how much are you short?” All she could see were dimples in his cheeks.
“I have it. Here, do the same for some one else some day.” He dropped it into her hand.
“Thanks,” She got onto the bus.
She found a seat. Some one sat beside her. “So, what’s your name?” he asked.
“Excuse me, what did you say?” She saw laughing eyes with those dimples this time.
“I said, what’s your name?”
“Becca, what’s yours?”
She thought, “Could he be part of God’s plan?”
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