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“I will. Let me finish my story first, please.”
“Go ahead,” her father said.
“He wanted me to make something. He was anyway and I told him if he didn’t like it, then he could tell me. I wouldn’t be insulted. It’s not like I’ve got any background doing it. It’s just a hobby.”
“There you go again,” her mother said. “You never give yourself enough credit for things.”
“Well, this time I did. I wanted to prove to him I could do this. I guess I needed it. That boost of confidence.”
“I haven’t seen or heard you smile like this in a long time,” her mother said.
She put her hands in the air and started to dance around. “I made two desserts and I knew they were selling. Not only was I serving them, but I also saw others doing it. But I worked the bar and the tables and learned everything. He told me I could leave at seven and then asked me to come in tomorrow morning and make my blondies again and another dessert. I’ve got to text it to him later. He said it sold more than his cake.”
“I’m so happy for you,” her mother said. “Good for you. You’ve always been comfortable in the kitchen. Why didn’t you want to pursue that?”
“It was a hobby, not a career. I’m not sure I’d want to do it full time. It’s a lot of work. And responsibility.”
She didn’t do well with all that much responsibility on her shoulders in life.
When you were the one calling the shots you couldn’t make everyone happy and she never wanted to have people mad at her.
“So you’re working again tomorrow?” her mother asked.
“I am. Duke won’t be there, but that is fine. He wants me to go in early and bake and then I’ll be covering a shift in the front until five. The same on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.”
“Are you baking those days too?” her father asked.
“Right now I only know about tomorrow. I’ll take it as it comes. It was busier than normal when you guys ran it but not swamped. I made some decent tips and I’m happy. I’m taking things day by day. It’s just how I’ve got to do it to get back on my feet.”
“You’ll find another job,” her mother said.
“I’m sure I will, but this will allow me to find the right thing rather than just taking anything. I was thinking of starting the cakes up here on the island. I did tell that to Duke too. I mean, I felt I should if I was working for him, don’t you think? I don’t want him to think it’s a conflict.”
“It’s the right thing to do. Keeping secrets is never good, but I don’t see where it’s a conflict there. What did he say?” her mother asked.
“Nothing. He said he had no problem with it as long as it didn’t interfere with my shift. It’s not like it’s going to get busy soon. I’m going to try to create a website and design it too. I love doing those things. But it takes time.”
“You’ll find your way,” her father said. “And you’ve had a long day, so we’ll let you rest.”
“Thanks,” she said. “And thanks again for setting this up with Duke.”
“We know you didn’t want us to,” her father said. “You’ve always wanted to do things your way and not need help.”
“I just don’t want to have to rely on people,” she said. “I know you’re always here if I need you. But I’m thirty. I should be able to do this on my own at this point in my life.”
Her parents left shortly after that and she grabbed her laptop and started to look around at her recipes for something to make tomorrow. She didn’t want anything complicated. She saw what was stocked there and kept that in mind.
She knew the pub was closing at nine and Duke was shutting it down. Probably earlier if no one was left. There were only six tables with people at them when she left a little after seven. She didn’t think too many more would have come in since that.
After ten minutes, she decided on bourbon pecan pie. She saw the pecans there and wasn’t sure if there was a reason for it or not. If there was, then she had a backup.
She sent her text to Duke and then tossed her phone on the little coffee table holding a light. She needed to figure out a name for her cake business. That was the first step. Then she had to search to see if she could purchase the domain.
Twenty minutes went by and her phone went off. She picked it up to see it was Duke asking if she could talk. He was leaving now and could call on his way home.
She replied back sure and her phone rang a few seconds later.
“Hello,” she said. “You closed early.”
