His eyes Part Three.
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Disclaimer: nope still don't own them.
There goes another job interview, the second failure this month, having only my High School Diploma, being a "university drop out" and having a young child...well that limits my employment options. But between watching Dean growing up and a couple of evening courses at the local college, well it could be a lot worse, even this fall rainstorm and a twenty minute wait for the bus back to Middleton isn't that bad.
Then I saw it across the road "Dean's Cafe", the place looked nice so I walked over to it to kill some time, the smell of coffee and fresh cakes met me as I entered and found one of the few free seats there, a friendly waitress came over to me and asked me what I wanted as I looked at the menu, I decided on a coffee and a cupcake to cheer myself up. "Great choice" she said with a smile. The coffee was warm to the touch as I tasted the cupcake it reminded me of my childhood and happier times, I had to ask who made it "I did dear" the waitress replies" Dean, the owner showed me, he used to make them all himself, but well, between his other cafes, he had to train us to meet the demand"
As I drank the coffee and finished the cupcake off the "Wanted" sign caught my eye and I had to ask about it.
"Well there's an opening for a early morning to after the lunch time rush" was the reply.
"Who do I see?"
The waitress who's name was Sarah, turned out to be the Manager, the interview was more informal than the one I just had, we even chatted about how the cafe has the same name as my son, at the end Sarah offered me the job their and then and told me I can start the following Monday.
I remember the joy I had that evening when I told my parents that I finally had a job, abouth the cafe, the waitresses there and the hours and how I even found a Daycare centre near the cafe.
The first week was strange getting into a new routine for my life, Sarah and Jane were both friendly and easy going, that first month came to a close I had to ask about the owner as he was still an mystery to me and it tugged at a part of me that I thought had died.
"Well" said Sarah, "He's easy going, quite a cutie really, he has that tragic air about him at times that you just want to comfort him"
Jane giggled at that "He's very twilight, with his dark hair and pale brown eyes"
As the months went by it became a perfect job for me Sarah and Jane became close friends and we even had monthly girls night out to recharge our batteries, for the first time in years I felt as if I was finally overcoming the guilt that had still haunted me, but that jinxed me.
It started off with a call from the Daycare Centre about picking Dean up as it had to close early due to burst pipe flooding the building, Sarah said it was okay to have him over at the cafe as the Breakfast rush was over and he could stay in her office until I could leave. As the rush finally finished he came in carrying a box of files, somehow he managed to walk through the crowd without hitting anyone or even being able to see through the pile of papers in front of him, Sarah called out "Dean, I want you to meet our new waitress" Slowly he put the box down and turned, I didn't recongnize him at first his hair was longer and darker, his skin tanned, but his eyes, they were still the same as always, time seemed stop as they turned haunted and hurt before my eyes and my own guilt resufaced, the moment was broken as Dean came out of the office waving a picture at me, Ron slowly turned and see Dean and froze, he turned towards me again and I saw the shock in his eyes.
End of Part Three.