Shimmer 7

Posted on May 11th, 2011 in Shimmer, Stories

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Magnolia knew she should wait.  She pretended not to look at the tiny box shimmering with silver fingerprints on her nightstand.  She pretended it wasn’t shoved behind her jewelry box and book on creative women like a box of chocolates in the pantry because she feared she couldn’t control herself.  She pretended that she didn’t care, that her fingers weren’t itching to rip open the paper.

She glanced at the clock.  3 a.m.  She had to be at work in six hours, the gym in three.  Pulling a pillow over her head, she groaned and turned over.  “Go away!” she muttered to the box, her lips choked by the fluff of the pillow.  “Go away!”

3:20 a.m.  The box had not gone away.  A crazy woman might have believed it had actually moved closer, edging around the jewelry box and closer to the brass lamp.  Magnolia added another pillow.

4:00 a.m.  The box was taunting her, and it wasn’t nice.  She would have stuck her tounge out at it, but she felt childish doing that under two pillows.

4:17 a.m.  It wasn’t childish to stick your tongue out at a rude, curiosity-igniting box under three pillows.  So she did.

4:45 a.m.  Delirious or dreaming, her thoughts revolved around the box.  It whispered to her, seductively glimmering in the yellow glow of the lamp, merely an arm’s reach away.

5 a.m.  “Argh!”  Magnolia huffed, throwing all three pillows at the innocent lamp.  Satisfied at the loud crash of the jewelry box, alarm clock and book against the wooden floorboards, she glared at the box.  “You want to mess with me?  I’ll show you messing with me!”  Throwing off her quilt, she rocketed out of bed.  After jerking on shorts and a t-shirt, she blew the dust off a pair of running shoes residing under the bed with a colony of dust bunnies.  Shoving the box in her pocket, she hurried down the stairs of her aunt’s house and through the front door, facing the early morning before she or anyone else could dissuade her.

When she had started college, an affinity for soft-serve ice cream and rotisserie chicken with sides of potato salad and macaroni and cheese had lead Magnolia to the freshman 25.  After realizing that a 24-dining hall was way too much temptation during all too-often all nighter, Magnolia had learned a tip from her perpetually annoyingly skinny roomate.

“Instead of eating, take a walk or go to the gym,” her roommate had chirped, crossing her cellulite free legs as she gulped down a Slim Fast.  “Always works for me.”

As much as she detested exercise, Magnolia could deal with a walk.  And it was walking that had shed the 25 delicious pounds of ice cream and macaroni, walking that had kept her curvy figure from spilling into voluptuous, which everyone knew met fat.

And if she just happened to walk to the diner for a stack of pancakes, then it was the box’s fault.  Not hers.

The second she pulled open the comforting metal door, Magnolia burst out laughing.  Clad in bunny slippers, pink polka dots shorts and a tank top with dancing penguins, Bridget glared at her over three syrup-drenched Belgian waffles.

“The box,” they said in unison.  Grabbing the next stool at the bar, Magnolia had just ordered a short stack with bacon when the door chimed.  They just grinned, not bothering to turn around.

“Now, ya’ll aren’t bakers, so I know you don’t have to be up.”  Cici folded her arms over her flour-stained apron.  “What’s the deal?”  Her lips twitched as her eyes raked over Bridget’s mussed eye make up, her ratty hair shoved in a tangled half-bun, half-knot.  “Cute slippers.”

“Do you have the box?” Bridget demanded, stabbing her waffles with a fork.

“Of course.”  Cici patted her apron pocket.  “I thought we could wait until lunch…”

“No!” Bridget and Magnolia shouted in unison.

“Well, if you can’t wait…”  Cici smoothed her cheeks, swallowing her smile.  “Ready?  On the count of three?”

The waitress set down a plate of pancakes and bacon and steaming mug of coffee in front of Magnolia, frowning as the girl pushed them away impatiently.  Whipping the box out of her pocket, her fingers picked at the tape smoothed over the brown edge.

“One…”  Cici began, extracting her own box.

“Two,” Bridget added, her eyes wide and wild.

“Three!”  Magnolia ripped off the paper in a single instant, tossing it to the empty stool beside her.  Peeling the top off the box, she lifted a yellowed card and read the delicate calligraphy aloud.

Baubles and beads may not buy one’s bread,

Solve world hunger or cure diseases,

But the right piece is worth more than gold,

when the right heart does it hold.


Bridget raised a glittering ring, frowning at the blue-and green speckled stone.  “Great.  Cheap costume jewelry.”

“It’s pretty,” Cici murmured, inspecting her own bracelet.

“This isn’t costume jewelry.”  Magnolia raised her eyes, beaming.  “Guys, these are very exotic stones.  I saw them in a book once at my aunt’s store.”

“No way.”  Bridget snorted, shaking her head.  “These are cheap copies.”  She slid the ring on her finger anyway, her face softening.  “They’re pretty though.”  She frowned.  “Nancy Drew would be so dissapointed.”

“As I recal, she was always wearing chiffon gowns and pumps,” Cici pointed out.

“And pearls!  Pearls!”  Bridget flicked the ring, pouting.  “Not whatever this is.”

“It’s not costume jewelry, it’s real!”  Crumpling the necklace in her palm, Magnolia stared at her friends.  “Forget Nancy Drew. I can prove these are real.  My uncle is a jeweler.”

“Where?” Bridget demanded.

“Right downtown.  Three stores from my aunt’s shop.  It’s as close as she would let him get.”  Magnolia slid the necklace over her wrist.  “He can prove these are real.”

Bridget’s smile was wider than the river of syrup lacing through her forgotten waffles.  “Then I know what we’re doing during lunch.”

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25 Responses to “Shimmer 7”

  1. Barbara Says:

    Loved your post from yesterday! :)

    And I thought something unusual/special/wonderful was going to happen when she slipped the ring on. Hmmmm.

  2. Faith Says:

    Oooh, this is getting really good!

  3. ellie Says:

    Sounds like breakfast started something for the day. =)

  4. Amanda @ The Artsy Kitchen Says:

    Love it!!!! Can’t wait for the new recipe!

    Happy Wednesday! :)

  5. Sue Says:

    Wonder if this jewelry is going to have special powers or something?

  6. Ramona Says:

    Exotic stones sounds pretty good to me.

  7. Krysten Says:

    Oooh love it!

  8. Katherine Says:

    Happy Wednesday to you too! I always smile here, the twirling, the whimsey and the “Odes” to all the foods I enjoy. The babies “wuffling” and the enchanting and imaginative stories make your blog one that I enjoy the most! = )

  9. Cafe Fashionista Says:

    Let the mystery begin! :)

  10. gloria Says:

    I love walk like magnolia!! Happy Wensday! x gloria

  11. Pam Says:

    I am loving this one Duckie… are the stones real?

  12. Natasha Says:

    So funny. I love the part where Magnolia said, “You wanna mess with me?” That was so hilarious. I want to know about the stones now.

  13. heatherlyn Says:

    Hmmm, so what exotic place are they from? It will be interesting to find out!

  14. elra Says:

    You are sweet, and your heart shimmer like sparkling diamonds!

  15. Couture Carrie Says:

    So fun!

    xoxox,
    CC

  16. Scraps Says:

    Ooooh! A magical mystical jewelry store?! Sounds terrific! (but, of course, it’s probably not that simple, huh?)

  17. sweetlife Says:

    ohh exotci stone..hmm I wonder if they are real?

    sweetlife

  18. Marjie Says:

    Oh, gems! Nice!

  19. Jen Says:

    I want potato salad and mac & cheese now!

  20. bluecottonmemory Says:

    Ice cream was my downfall! What color are those stones? I love anything magical and has fluffy slippers! Have a great, happy, tiara-kind-of-day!

  21. veronica lee Says:

    YOU’RE A GEM, DUCKIE! I’M GUESSING THE STONES ARE REAL.

  22. Lorraine @ Not Quite Nigella Says:

    I bet they’re real! ;)

  23. A Fine Balance Says:

    looking froward to the recipe review
    xoxox

  24. Kelly Deneen Says:

    I just caught up. I’m loving this one!! :)

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