I slide my mother's necklace back on. My mind gives me a flash of an image of being on stage as I feel the necklace close around my neck. Maybe it's stress. I've never been on stage. We all jump back into Kate's car and my dad offers to buy us all ice cream.
"That always makes my baby girl feel better." He says from the back seat.
"Dad I'm not eleven anymore you know." I tease him.
"So you don't want ice cream then?" He asks.
"Of course I do daddy." I laugh. I feel it's the first laugh I have given all day. I gaze out of the window. Recognizing where we are.
"Kate, can you take me to work?" I ask turning to her. She looks confused.
"Sweetie your workplace blew up remember." She tells me trying to be sweet.
"I know Kate. I have to pick up some things from my locker." I say just in time for her to take the slip road off the highway.
As Kate's BMW pulls to a stop in one of the parking places. She throws the handbrake on and kills the engine. Kate turns to me as I open my seat belt.
"Want me to come in with you?" She offers.
"Kate it's okay, I'm only going to get some things from my locker. I think I can handle this on my own." I realize how bad that sounded.
"Kate I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." She is already smiling at me.
"It's okay, but if you're too long I'm sending a search party." We both giggle, and I get out the car.
Heading across the parking lot I glance back at her BMW and see Kate has turned to chat with my dad in the back. The parking lot has a few construction vans with various logos on them. Plumbing, maintenance and electrical are all there along with a Bentley and Sammy's saloon wagon. I walk past them and up to the front doors. Checking them, they are both locked. Maybe the back is open. I head round the side of the diner and find the back door propped open. I head straight into the staff room it seems quiet and undamaged. I push the door open and step into the kitchen. There is some damage to some areas while others already have new kitchen equipment in their place.
I turn my gaze and look to the floor. A flash of someone over me while I lay there is, so brief in my mind I don't see their face. I wish my mind would sort itself out. I turn around and almost bump into someone. I stop and look up into his face. The magician from the advert. He looks pained by something. He is so handsome with his cool grey eyes on me. I feel like he is looking into my soul.
"Hi. Is Sammy here?" I manage to ask. His looks, disarming me from speaking anymore.
"She is just through there. Ana." He says as he points through to the managers office. I step forward and he doesn't fully move as the back of my body touches against him. I stop for a second.
"Thank you." I can feel his body barely touching mine as the heat radiates off him into my skin. I don't want to, but I step away. I only make it two steps when I turn around. How did he know my name? He is no longer there as I stare into the empty kitchen. I walk the little corridor and pop my head around the door.
"Hey, Sammy. How is it going?" Sammy turns from the computer. "Hi, Ana. It's going great. I think with how fast the guys are working we should be up and running again in two weeks maybe less." She says grinning.
"I just came to grab a few things from my locker," I say turning to leave.
"Okay, hun. The guys are on their breaks anyway." Sammy turns back to the computer.
I head back down the small corridor and into the kitchen. My mind flashes the image of when I collided with Heather near the staff doorway. I stop trying to focus as I look carefully around the kitchen to try and piece together the rest. I hope maybe being here will help me remember. It's just brief mixed up pictures. Like someone only took photos of what happened. I feel like I'm only seeing half of the pictures, though. I turn away, angry at myself for not remembering and head into the staff room.
There is some of the work men's equipment on the staff room table. Drills, tool bags some rubbish most likely from yesterday meals. I pull my key out and open my locker. I grab out a few items. Hairbrush, some wage slips and my favourite jacket. I wanted to collect it the day the diner blew, but I had other things on my mind. Though my mind refuses to tell me what those things were. Just as I'm closing my locker, I hear talking. it's coming from just outside the open door. I step over towards the open doorway as quietly as I can. It sounds like the guy I just bumped into. I risk a glance outside the door to see he is on the phone looking away from me, standing by the corner.
"Yes. I saw her today. No. She just turned up." He says to the person on the phone. There is a pause. He must be listening to the other person.
"No, I can't. I have feelings for her and you know what that means." He seems upset as he drops his head. I feel like I'm listening in to a conversation about his girlfriend. "She looks so beautiful. I can't hurt her like that. I won't." The caller doesn't seem to be calming him down.
"No. She doesn't need to live with the pain. I can't get her out of my mind. It damn near killed me just seeing her today." He goes quiet and I want to sink back into the diner so he won't notice me.
"Yes. I have to live with the pain. It's my own fault I shouldn't have let her get so close." He stops talking running his hand through his hair. It looks so soft that I want to touch it.
"I'm just going to have to find some way to deal with the pain. Bye, sis." He ends the call and slips his phone into his pocket and, I step back taking a few quick light steps that move me into the kitchen.
I head down the corridor and crane my neck around into the managers off. "Right Sammy, I got what I need so I'm off," I say as Sammy turns to me.
"Ana, I should be calling everyone next week to let you know when the diner will be re-opening. " She tells me.
"I'll be waiting by the phone. See ya." I reply before heading back into the kitchen just as I walk into the staff room he is in front of me.
"I'm sorry," I say stepping back. When I look up at him I can see tears swimming in his grey eyes. That phone call really upset him.
"Are you okay?" I ask concerned. He looks like a wounded animal.
"Yes, I have to go." His words come out softly and before I can say anything he rushes out of the door. I just get out in time to see the Bentley speed off out of the parking lot. What was all that about?
(Didn't seem like they could keep their distance for long though. Who could that man at the diner of been talking about? If only Kate had gone in with her. What is going on with our magic man?
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