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"Guys?" Kate begged rolling her eyes. "Can, I please get a chocolate milkshake for order 141?" Kate begged once again looking over at the three sixteen year old's who were crowded around one of the boy's game boys.
"Excuse me, Miss?" She heard a man's voice say. "Yes, Sir how may I help you?" Kate asked turning back around to face the man. "My son asked for no pickles on his burger." The man said placing the hamburger box on the counter.
"I'm sorry Sir, I'll just fix that up for you now." She said turning around and sliding the box to Joe. "Joe, Can I get a cheeseburger with no pickles?"
"But it's a cheeseburger?" Joe asked confused. "I know that Joe, but can you please make it."
"People make no sense." He said shaking his head. "Thanks, Joe," Kate said walking off taking the cheeseburger and a bag with her to the back, she placed the bag in her handbag and went back out the front to see how the boys were coming along with the customer's milkshake.
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It wasn't a shock to see that the boys were still crowded around the Gameboy, after all, it was all they ever did when they were at work. Sometime's she just wanted to the yank the damn thing from their hands and throw it in the batch of oil.
"Guys?" She scowled, making them jump. "I've been asking for two minutes for that milkshake, we can't have another customer complaint, not after all the one's last month."
"Okay, I'll put it away." One of the boy's said putting it back in his pocket. "Thank you," Kate said with a relieved sigh, turning back around to see how Joe was going with the cheeseburger."
"But?" One of the sixteen-year-old boys said in an eager voice. "But, what?" Kate asked turning back around, trying her best not to roll her eyes. "You flash us the girls?"
"Yeah." The other two boy's agreed right away, with a sly smile. "Forget about it!" Kate snapped grabbing out a milkshake cup. "I'll do it myself!" Kate said angrily as she slammed the cup onto the counter.
"Come on, Kate." One of the boy's begged with puppy dog eyes."No!" Kate answered in an angry tone, she could feel her blood starting to boil as she turned the blender switch on.
"Well, at least a nudie?" He asked with puppy dog eyes. "Come on, Charlie Wayne got one last week and hasn't stop bragging about it."
"Do you want some helpful advice?" Kate asked turning off the blender and pouring the milkshake into a cup. "Yeah." He answered eagerly.
"Okay, number one stop calling them nudies and two stop asking girls for nudes." Kate finished with a grin as she put the lid on the cup and walked away.
"Whatever, you've probably got small boobs anyway." The boy called back, upset as his two friends kept laughing at him.
"Nice going." One of his friends said patting him on the back. "Yeah nudies, what are you ten?" The other friend added as they both walked off.
"Can, I get a strawberry milkshake please?" Kate asked walking back over to him. "It's true, isn't that's why you won't show me?" The boy asked angrily.
"I guess you'll never know, now can I please get a strawberry milkshake please."
"Fine." He angrily replied. "Thanks and when it's ready to give it to customer 142," Kate said scooping out two large fries.
"Here's your vanilla latte, Kate." Ashley from the cafe said. "Thanks, Ash," Kate said taking the latte off her. "Have a good one, Kate."
"You too," Kate answered taking the latte and chips with her.
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The car screeched as she pulled up, shovelling up some of the heavy snow with it. She missed the heat as soon as she turned off the car engine, letting a deep breath out and then a sigh. Kate opened the car with a bag of food in one hand and a coffee in the another she walked down the alleyway.
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Halfway down the alleyway, she grabbed the freezing silver door knob and with all her strength she pushed the screeching door open and closed it behind her before she let too much off the cold air in.
The inside wasn't as cold as it was outside but it wasn't any warmer either. "Rick?" She called out.
"Rick?" She tried once again. "In here." A week voice replied.
Kate walked towards the back of the building where the kitchen used to be, five years ago this building used to be a cafe. Poets, comedians, musicians and singers would perform at this secret New York alleyway cafe.
She pushed the stainless steel swing doors open and walked in to see Rick with his eye's closed, his body was shaking and two blankets were wrapped around him.
"Hey," Kate said sitting on the mattress next to him. "Hey," Rick said opening his eye's and looking over at Kate.
It hurt her to see her friend like this, nobody deserved to be homeless especially with weather like this, Rick looked different to normal his fingernails were blue, his lips were a pale pink with a hint of red from his chapped lips, a pale ring of purple rested under his eyelids.
"Here," Kate said taking his icy hands and placing the hot beverage in his hands. "Thanks," Rick said lifting the takeaway cup to his lips and letting it warm his insides.
"I also got you some food," Kate said placing the bag of food on his lap. "Is there a cheeseburger in this?" Rick asked excitedly as a familiar amora filled the room. "Yes," Kate answered with a smile.
Rick quickly put his hand in the bag, pulling out the cheeseburger and ripping off the packaging. He bit off a big mouthful and groaned.
"Enjoying that?" Kate joked with a smile. "I've been craving one of these for ages?" Rick answered as swallowed.
"I've got some more blankets for you," Kate said getting up from the mattress. "I'll go get them for you."
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"There," Kate said wrapping the second blanket around him and placing the doona on his lap. "Is that warm enough?"
"It's fine, thank you."
"It's okay, I just wish I could do more to help you."
"Kate, I understand you can't with you current home life, you already do enough for me you bring me food, blankets, fresh water, trust me you've done enough and I'm thankful for you more kindness and company."
"I enjoy your company too, Rick," Kate said looking over at Rick and smiling at him. "I also refilled, you're travel sized, body washes, shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste and soap, " Kate said reaching into the bag placed next to the mattress. and placing it on Rick's lap.
"Kate.." Rick paused.
He was amazed by Kate's kindness, with all she had going on with her life at the moment with her mother's death, taking care of her father and now working almost every day for hours on end, just to make ends met.
She still showed up at the same time, each morning, each afternoon and each night, food in hand, more blankets and been wishing and hoping that one day he will be able to repay her someday.
"Rick." Kate cut him off putting her hand on top of his. "You don't have to thank me."
"I'm going to make it up to you someday, I promise," Rick said removing his hand from under hers and placed his on top of hers. "Which.." Rick hesitated, hanging his head.
"Yeah?"
"No don't worry, about it you already do enough?" He answered shaking her head. "Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"No." He shook his head once again.
"Well, what is it."
"I was just wondering if you could bring me some paper and a pen maybe white out but only if you have some of course?"
"Yeah, of course, I'll bring it in the morning," Kate said get up from the mattress. "The usual for breakfast?" Kate asked placing her bag on her shoulder and checking her watch.
As much as she wanted to stay here and keep Rick company but she had to clean up the house (mainly her father's vomit) pay the bills and reschedule her father's AA meeting again.
"Same time,Same place," Rick replied with a grin.
"Sounds good," Kate smiled as she left the room.
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When Kate entered her brownstone home, which hadn't felt like home for nearly two years since her mother had been murdered in her office. The home she had grown up with was always filled with the smell of her mother's homemade cooking and the sound of her parent's laughter.
But these day's the house was the dark, the only smell filling the house was the smell of stale alcohol and vomit.
"Aunt Teresa?" Kate called out, as she took off her jacket and scarf hanging it on the wooden coat rack. "In here, sweetie." She called from laundry upstairs.
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When Kate got in the laundry, the pile of washing had grown since this morning and it seemed like it was a never-ending mountain of laundry. "How was work?" Her Aunt asked turning around to face her.
"Busy," Kate said messaging the knot in her neck. "How is he?" Kate asked with a sigh.
"Not getting any better." Aunt Teresa replied shaking her head as the tears started to build up. "I'm so, sorry honey."
"Where is he? Can I see him?"
"His in the lounge room, do you need any help getting him into bed?"
"No thanks, I'll be alright you go home to Uncle John."
"Okay," Teresa said lightly kissing her cheek. "Call me if you need anything?" Teresa added embracing her niece in a comforting hug.
"I will."
Teresa lets go off her niece and walked out the door, it broke her heart to leave such a young girl in this position but her niece was stubborn, a true Beckett and Beckett's don't ever back down.
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"So will you please say "Hello, to the folks that I know, tell them I won't be long, they'll be happy to know, that as you saw me go, I was singing this song."
She watched from the doorway, as her father laid on the lounge with his eye's closed, his voice lightly singing along to her parent's wedding song., Leaving the doorway, Kate walked softly towards the couch.
She observed her father from above, he looked so different from the man that had raised her. The man who raised her always had a big smile on his face and was full of horrible dad jokes which always never failed to make her laugh no matter how bad they were, But this man was unrecognisable
"Teresa?" Jim asked in a groggy tone, as his eye's squinted open. "No dad, it's me, Kate." She replied running her fingers through his hair.
"Oh," Jim said opening his eyes. "Hey..hey sweetie," Jim said opening his eye's. "I was..just listening to some music."
"He..hey." Jim groggy said once again, Kate reached down and laced her hand with his. "Yes, dad?"
"Do you remember this song? Katie?"
"Off course, you told me that she would sing this to me when I was fussy as a baby."
"She had a voice of an angel." A week smile made a rare appearance on her father's face. "She was my angel, she was my jo." A tear dripped down his cheek. "My..my jo."
"I need something, to drink." Her dad said struggling to get up. "More..more gin."
"No, dad," Kate said, stopping him by grabbing a hold of his arm. "How about we get you to bed, I'll get you some water and some aspirin."
"Water?" Jim chuckled as he laid back down. "Water doesn't numb the pain, my dear girl." He shook his head and closed his eye's once again.