moves in and both girls are attracted to the
same boy. I began my novel by describing the area where Rachel and Sarah grew
up. I'd change our names with the Find and Replace feature once I'd
told our story. My theme was love is powerful, destroys everything in its path,
and is, ultimately, self-destructive. I had to research Gladwyne online for
some of the details I'd forgotten, so setting the scene took most of the
morning.
After lunch, I took the canister vacuum from the
closet and cleaned the interior of my car. Nate was always fastidious about
his car. He wiped the dash and doors with a tac rag, which is used to trap
dust before painting or staining. I picked up the idea and always had a tac
rag in my car. Sometimes I'd use it while I sat through several red lights in
traffic. Once I had the interior clean, I rolled up the windows and sprayed
water on the car from top to bottom. Then I added a few drops of dishwashing
liquid to a bucket and filled it with water. I dipped my microfiber car wash
mitt into the soapy water and began washing the car from the roof to the hood
to the trunk lid, and then I washed the sides. It was a cloudy day and perfect
for washing the car. I was able to hose off the soap and use my chamois to dry
the surface instead of the sun drying it too quickly. The wash job took the
better part of an hour, so I hoped if anyone was checking out the house for
Sarah's presence, he'd be satisfied she was no longer there.
After I was finished with the car, I took a shower
and dressed for my job at Twyla's. I liked not having to spend time deciding
what I'd wear each day. The bun simplified what to do with my hair. I did
spend time with my makeup so I'd look polished and professional. Jewelry was
limited to a pair of pearl earrings. Dangly necklaces and bracelets were a
hazard in the kitchen and annoying to some customers, so they were taboo.
I called Frank to let him know I was going shopping
Saturday and to ask if he needed anything from Hoquarten. He thanked me and
said Dennis had picked up a few things on Wednesday.
I had an hour to spare, so I sat on the porch with a
slightly worn copy of a Katharine Hepburn biography. I'd bought the book in
Missoula at a book exchange and never got around to reading it. There were
only a few books I carried from place to place. Now that I owned an eBook
reader, I'd not collect more paperbacks.
Various people told me I resembled Miss Hepburn. At
one time, I considered changing my name to Kate. That was during my theatrical
phase when I became various characters I'd seen in the movies. I saw the 1994
release of Little Women , but I preferred Miss Hepburn in the role of
Jo. Her character inspired me to become a writer, too. I never actually wrote
our plays down, but I did get my friends together to act out various dramas
that were loosely based upon what I'd seen at the movies the weekend before. I
directed each friend in the way she should act and told everyone what to say.
We had an extensive wardrobe department, because my mother discarded a third of
her closet routinely. Looking back, I think my friends put up with my bossiness
because they enjoyed dressing up.
Twyla's was busy Friday evening. Although Joel knew
most of the people who sat at his tables, no one looked familiar to me. Some
of the clientele were very much like the restaurant itself…rough on the outside
and classy on the inside. Guest attire ranged from grungy to elegant.
However, only one couple preferred to get a cheeseburger and fries at the
diner. Most of the diners had read the menu selections outside and knew what
to expect. The portions were not large, but they were expertly prepared and Twyla
made sure the ingredients were fresh.
My favorite customer was a middle-aged lady who sat
at one of my tables alone. She wore a long, red gingham dress with puff
sleeves and a flared skirt, western boots, and a wide-brimmed straw
same boy. I began my novel by describing the area where Rachel and Sarah grew
up. I'd change our names with the Find and Replace feature once I'd
told our story. My theme was love is powerful, destroys everything in its path,
and is, ultimately, self-destructive. I had to research Gladwyne online for
some of the details I'd forgotten, so setting the scene took most of the
morning.
After lunch, I took the canister vacuum from the
closet and cleaned the interior of my car. Nate was always fastidious about
his car. He wiped the dash and doors with a tac rag, which is used to trap
dust before painting or staining. I picked up the idea and always had a tac
rag in my car. Sometimes I'd use it while I sat through several red lights in
traffic. Once I had the interior clean, I rolled up the windows and sprayed
water on the car from top to bottom. Then I added a few drops of dishwashing
liquid to a bucket and filled it with water. I dipped my microfiber car wash
mitt into the soapy water and began washing the car from the roof to the hood
to the trunk lid, and then I washed the sides. It was a cloudy day and perfect
for washing the car. I was able to hose off the soap and use my chamois to dry
the surface instead of the sun drying it too quickly. The wash job took the
better part of an hour, so I hoped if anyone was checking out the house for
Sarah's presence, he'd be satisfied she was no longer there.
After I was finished with the car, I took a shower
and dressed for my job at Twyla's. I liked not having to spend time deciding
what I'd wear each day. The bun simplified what to do with my hair. I did
spend time with my makeup so I'd look polished and professional. Jewelry was
limited to a pair of pearl earrings. Dangly necklaces and bracelets were a
hazard in the kitchen and annoying to some customers, so they were taboo.
I called Frank to let him know I was going shopping
Saturday and to ask if he needed anything from Hoquarten. He thanked me and
said Dennis had picked up a few things on Wednesday.
I had an hour to spare, so I sat on the porch with a
slightly worn copy of a Katharine Hepburn biography. I'd bought the book in
Missoula at a book exchange and never got around to reading it. There were
only a few books I carried from place to place. Now that I owned an eBook
reader, I'd not collect more paperbacks.
Various people told me I resembled Miss Hepburn. At
one time, I considered changing my name to Kate. That was during my theatrical
phase when I became various characters I'd seen in the movies. I saw the 1994
release of Little Women , but I preferred Miss Hepburn in the role of
Jo. Her character inspired me to become a writer, too. I never actually wrote
our plays down, but I did get my friends together to act out various dramas
that were loosely based upon what I'd seen at the movies the weekend before. I
directed each friend in the way she should act and told everyone what to say.
We had an extensive wardrobe department, because my mother discarded a third of
her closet routinely. Looking back, I think my friends put up with my bossiness
because they enjoyed dressing up.
Twyla's was busy Friday evening. Although Joel knew
most of the people who sat at his tables, no one looked familiar to me. Some
of the clientele were very much like the restaurant itself…rough on the outside
and classy on the inside. Guest attire ranged from grungy to elegant.
However, only one couple preferred to get a cheeseburger and fries at the
diner. Most of the diners had read the menu selections outside and knew what
to expect. The portions were not large, but they were expertly prepared and Twyla
made sure the ingredients were fresh.
My favorite customer was a middle-aged lady who sat
at one of my tables alone. She wore a long, red gingham dress with puff
sleeves and a flared skirt, western boots, and a wide-brimmed straw
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