''Piper, can I see you in my office, please?'' Julie's booming voice sounded all through the diner.
Piper had been serving table 7, Mr. and Mrs. Whitfield, the old couple from down the street, when she heard Julie's voice. It had been two weeks since Piper's little meltdown so she saw no reason as to why Julie would want to speak to her. While analysing everything she has done in the past two weeks, the only thing she could come up with was the fact that she accidentally spilled some orange juice on Mrs. Richardson's coat, and for that she had apologized and paid for the cleaning. Julie couldn't possibly be mad about that, right? Besides the juice accident, Piper couldn't bring herself to think of anything she had done that had been so serious that Julie would want to have a word with her. On her way to their boss's office, Nicky looked at Piper questionably, but Piper just shrugged and kept on walking.
''Ah Piper, you're here, great. Please close the door behind you and take a seat.''
Piper had entered Julie's small office in the back of the diner. Everything in the room seemed to be brown and just transported out of the last century. From the wooden desk with its old-fashioned dainty pattern, to the chairs that sat on either side of it, with their statuesque form, as they were huge. The walls were decorated with the most hideous wallpaper Piper had ever seen, it was brown with hues of purple. Well, that was probably what it had been when Julie opened the diner 20 years ago. Today it just looked like someone had puked on the walls, and left it there.
''Julie, is there a problem?'' Piper began to feel nervous now. She was always afraid of getting in trouble, even with someone she knew as well as she knew her boss. She wanted to do everything right and play by the rules. Causing trouble was the last thing she wanted. The feeling of letting someone down, or disappointing someone in any way was something Piper really hated. Making people proud, might make people like her. This had been her mentality ever since she had been little, when she never got the feeling her parents liked her, or were proud of her for that matter.
''Something came in today,'' Julie smiled ''figured it might be yours.'' Julie handed Piper an envelope.
Kid
82 Seaview Ave
Norwalk, CT 06855-1809
The top right of the envelope read AV. This was the only confirmation Piper needed. A huge smile broke out on her face.
''It's her, it's really her. She wrote.''
A/N
Well, that's it for now. The address is an actual diner haha. Please don't send them letters though haha ;). I've never actually been there haha. Well this was a quick update considering I kept you waiting so long last time! Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing! The reviews really make me very happy haha. See you next time, you rock!
