“Actually,
yeah. I could use someone at the desk here and there. I have some meetings in
the next few weeks, and I need someone to cover for me.”
The
waitress’ face lit up. She was even prettier when she smiled genuinely.
“Come by
when you get off,” Rosalie said. “I’m there…almost always.”
The waitress
nodded, extending a shaky hand. “I’m Shelley, by the way.”
“Rosalie.”
Rosalie took
Shelley’s hand before Shelley reached for Rosalie’s plate, doing an awkward
shuffle before moving to take it behind the counter. Rosalie watched her. It
would be nice to have Shelley around a few hours a week.
When Rosalie
grew restless in the almost-empty diner, she headed back to the hotel. She
pulled into her parking spot, and the pool caught her eye again. Telling
herself it was foolish no
