Charlette leaned up against the counter of the cafe, glancing at a nearby customer before asking, “They have any good tea here?”
Summer shook her head, contemplating the menu as well. “I don’t know. I don’t drink tea. The pastries are amazing, though. That’s why I can’t decide.”
“You sounded a bit accusatory?”
“Then I guess I owe an apology. You simply startled me.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think I was being that quiet. Um, who am I apologizing to?”
Summer rounded the corner, eyes wide and brows lifted. “Uh … my name is Summer? Whatever it is, I didn’t do it.”
Galahad eyed her skeptically. “Why would you assume that there was something wrong?” he asked, confused.
“You sounded a bit accusatory?”
“Alright…” Galahad said turning around. “I know someone’s there. So who is it?”
Summer rounded the corner, eyes wide and brows lifted. “Uh … my name is Summer? Whatever it is, I didn’t do it.”
Summer weighed the rubber mallet in one hand, eyeing the box of aluminium cans. She got down on her knees, planting one empty can upright on a scrap piece of board outside, and hefted the mallet again.
It wasn’t even that it had been a particularly bad day. She just felt — off. Angry, for no reason.
Smashy.
Hence, the empty cans. Lifting the mallet high, she brought it down squarely on the top of the can. It kinda … bounced. The rim crushed a little, sideways.
“Well /that’s/ interesting.” She smacked it again, a little off-centre. That strike produced a satisfying crunch and a flatter can. Tossing it back in the box, she set up another can.
“Have I entered an alternate universe where people actually like to be around me?”
“Without knowing what you’re like, I can’t really say. How about, I’ll give it a trial of being around you, and let you know my findings.”
“Thank you.”
“Now, where can I put this so Phoebe won’t eat it … “
But why don’t I know you? Come out from the shadows!
“I have this strange and crazy idea you’d look gorgeous in a gown.”
“Doesn’t seem such a strange and crazy idea to me, though I’m sure I don’t know why you think so.”
