Shimmer 2

Posted on April 6th, 2011 in Shimmer, Stories

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It became routine.

For the next month, Magnolia would pick up her Strawberry Shortcake tin lunchbox and hurry over to Cici’s on her lunch break at one.  Bridget would already be there, bits of greenery peeking from her curls as she perused the cupcakes, trying to decide what lunch would be.  Cici, who had tried for a week to fix Bridget a panini or wrap and given up, waited at the table directly in front of the shop across the street; her sandwich already laid out on the foil she had smoothed into a plate, her water bottle cracked and ready.

And then, as they ate, they watched. And they dreamed.

“It’s got to be a beauty store,” Bridget breathed, a tiny smear of buttercream on her nose.  “Why else would they be hauling in buckets of pink paint?”

“It could be a lingerie store.”  Cici eyebrows bounced, her eyes darting to Magnolia.  “Or…an adult store.”

“I know what that is,” Magnolia informed her, ignoring Bridget as she snickered.  Cracking open her Strawberry Shortcake lunch box, she pulled out a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  “You act like I’m five.”  She sighed as Bridget snorted and Cici’s mouth twitched.  “Oh, shut up.”  Biting into her sandwich, she rolled her eyes.

“So Miss Shortcake, what do you think it is?” Cici stabbed her salad with a vengence.  “You’re the one who knew she would buy it.”

Magnolia unpeeled her tongue from the roof of her mouth, swallowing the jelly soaked bread.  “Well, she did.”

“I think it’s going to be a boutique.”  Bridget wrinkled her nose.  “Some kind of smelly place stuffed with dresses that cost $100 and trendy jewelry that looks like crap and costs a fortune.”

“Or shoes.”  With a wistful sigh, Cici stabbed a tomato.  “I love shoes.”

Magnolia frowned.  “Then why did you open up a cupcake bakery?”

“Because I’m good at it.”  Cici shook her head.  “Honey, when you have three kids, you don’t have fantasies.  You have plans.  All this chocolate and buttercream is going to send my kids to college.”

“And my butt to the stratosphere,” Bridget muttered, rising up and heading back to the counter.  “I’m going to get a peanut butter and caramel one, ok?”  Before the woman could respond, she bent and opened up the glass case, bellowing, “Don’t judge me!”

Narrowing her blue eyes, Magnolia peered across the street.  “Hey, there’s a new delivery truck.”

“Oh!” Bridget rushed over, nearly tumbling over a chair.  “What is it?”

Cici pulled out the tiny binoculars they had come to rely on.  Peering through the small lenses, she gnawed on her lip.  “Morton’s Mirrors and Glass,” she read off the truck.  “Could be either.”

“Curious.”  The three women watched as several wrapped pieces were taken into the shop.  Even through Cici’s crystal clear windows, the grimy windows of the shop across the street kept the new owner’s plans shrouded in mystery.

“It’s been a month,” Bridget complained, wiping her sticky fingers on her mudstained jeans.  “How long does it take to set up a shop?

“Not that long.”  Cici pushed away the rest of her untouched salad.  “I set my bakery up in a month, down to the part-time employees.”

“And I had orders before I had even put the tile on the floor.”  Bridget frowned, tapping her fingers against the table.  “This is going to drive me nuts.”

“I like it,” Magnolia interrupted, her eyes on her lunch.  Slowly pulling an apple slice from a baggie, she took a quiet bite.  “I like the mystery.  It’s nice to wonder about it.”

“No,” Cici and Bridget argued in unison.  They laughed, crying out “Jinx!” before dissolving in giggles Cici’s daughter would have been proud of.  Magnolia bit into her last apple slice, squirming in her chair.  Even in here, far from the smug walls of her aunt’s bookstore, she felt like an overgrown kid.  So while her friends laughed, she waited, her eyes returning to the store across the street.

“I’m dying to know,” Cici sighed, breaking the awkward silence that had descended.  “I just want it to be something good.  I’m going to cry if it’s like a health food or vitamin store.  Or worse, a Curves.”  She gagged.

“Maybe it’s a dance studio,” Magnolia suggested hopefully.

“Or a candy shop,” Bridget licked her lips.  Her fingers drumming the table, she tossed her auburn curls, daisy petals raining on her shoulders.  “I can’t stand waiting any longer.  I’ll die if I have to stare at this through the summer.”

“Me too.”  Cici frowned.  “All my customers keep asking about it.  I wish I could tell them something.”

“Maybe you can.”  Pushing her tounge against her teeth, a sign she was truly determined, Magnolia leaped to her feet.  Her forgotten lunch lingered in the tin box, the plastic baggies drooping toward the table like wilting flowers.  Without waiting for her friends, she smoothed her dress and marched out Cici’s door.  Huddling together, Cici and Bridget watched as Magnolia strode up to the store.

“She’s crazy,” Cici muttered, one hand plastered to her collar bone in shock.  “She’s insane.”

“She’s awesome.”  Bridget’s eyes glittered.  “I would have never been brave enough to do that.”

“You’re brave enough to eat cupcakes everyday for lunch,” Cici pointed out, twisting away from the window.

“That’s not bravery, that’s a fast metabolim.”  Bridget leaped up, plastering her nose to the window.  “Look, she’s talking to the girl!  The blond girl that owns it!”

In her haste, Cici tripped over a chair as she rushed to her spot.  She raised the binoculars and gulped.  “She’s not just talking to her–she’s walking in.”

“No,” Bridget breathed.  “You’re not serious.”

“I am.” Cici lowered the binoculars.  “She’s in there with that woman.  We’ve got to do something.  She could be in danger.”

Bridget paused, then nodded.  “You’re right.  Come on.”

“What?” Cici squawked, jabbing her eye on one of the binocular lens’s. ” What do you mean?”

“It’s the rule of threes.  We can’t leave her over there.  All for one, and one for all.  She’s like a giant five year old.”  Bridget pulled the door open.

“You’re younger than she is.”

“Thanks for pointing that out.”  Bridget tapped the glass door impatiently with her foot.  “So are you coming or not?”

Cici hesitated, then nodded.  “Hold on.  We need a cover.”  She grabbed a box of a dozen cupcakes, hurrying after her friend.

She knew too well what they said about curiosity.

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23 Responses to “Shimmer 2”

  1. ellie Says:

    So loved their banter. I liked the RULE OF 3. & cupcakes too..how could anything go wrong now.

  2. daisychain Says:

    White chocolate rocky road is amazing, it def works! Do it! (it’s really good with marshmallows and dried cranberries) x

  3. Cafe Fashionista Says:

    Your characters always indulge in such rich, scrummy foods – now I’m craving peanut butter, caramel, chocolate, and buttercream!! :)

  4. Ramona Says:

    cupcakes for lunch sounds okay with me!

  5. Krysten Says:

    And I’m officially hungry lol.

  6. Couture Carrie Says:

    Love this series!
    Yay for shoes and cupcakes!

    xoxox,
    CC

  7. Pam Says:

    I wish I could eat cupcakes everyday for lunch. With all the mirrors, I am thinking it’s a ballet studio.

  8. Natasha Says:

    Cupcakes, Strawberry Shortcake and curious characters make for a really awesome story. Hope you’re doing alright, Duckie. :)

  9. jordan Says:

    awe i love the puppy in your last post so cute!!
    great picture! mm cupcakes!!
    cute blog fist time stopping by !!

    fashion provocatuer

  10. Barbara Says:

    Curves. That’s funny! But perhaps a good idea….yoga studio? Pilates?

  11. joeinvegas Says:

    Cupcakes – a nice hello gift

  12. Pietro Says:

    Magnolia, Cici, Bridget: three beautiful names!

  13. Nutmeg Nanny Says:

    Cupcakes everyday for lunch….sounds good to me! I wonder if it’s going to be another bakery opening up…I sure hope not!

  14. Alexis AKA MOM Says:

    Oh I agree cupcakes a must! I’m loving this I can’t wait to read more!

  15. bluecottonmemory Says:

    I’m using cupcakes for my nieces wedding shower! I’m going to have to subscribe. I always miss the end of the story – and I want to read the end of the story.

    BTW – at SITS you mentioned that you worry about losing yourself when you have kids. I think you end up finding there was more to you than you realized:))))

  16. Shell Says:

    Ooooh, can’t wait to see what it is!

  17. Jen Says:

    Well, if I wasn’t hungry for cupcakes before, I am now! :)

    Who am I kidding – I’m always hungry for cupcakes!

  18. veronica lee Says:

    I LIVE FOR CUPCAKES, DUCKIE!

    HAPPY THURSDAY!

  19. Sue Says:

    This is getting intriguing. Love these characters :)

  20. Marjie Says:

    The donuts will make a friend out of the blond.

  21. TeresaR Says:

    I love the line “Honey, when you have three kids, you don’t have fantasies. You have plans”! Keep those cupcake stories coming…LOL!

  22. Teri Says:

    I think I had a Strawberry Shortcake tin lunchbox when I was a kid. Excited to find out more!

  23. toms shoes Says:

    each time i used to read smaller posts A Duck In Her Pond » Shimmer 2 that as well clear their motive, and that is also happening with this piece of writing which I am reading now.

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