The Cafe on the Corner

Sam is a regular girl in a regular town in Missouri. Working in a cafe on the corner with her father and brother. She wishes she could do more with her life. Sam and her best friend Danna find a cute boy who just moved into town. Now Sam has a shot at something interesting to happen in her life when a tornado hits and her life changes forever.

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7. Sunday

I walk into the dance I'm wearing a red dress, I see sam from across the room. I walk over to him, "hey" I say blushing "Hey" he's said and then he kisses me. While we pull apart I hear a familiar beeping sound, my alarm?

I wake up, my cat is sitting right in front of my face, I scream and sit up. Dang, it was a dream. Well a wonderful dream, I wish i could've stayed asleep for a little longer but my stupid alarm went off. I get showered and ready for work. I walk down stairs, Chris is sitting over by the window my cat runs down the stairs and passes me. I get ready for Mrs. Glum to walk in. "Hello Mrs. Glum." I say with a fake smile. She sits down at her regular table. Oh I hope Sam comes in for breakfast, maybe he's one of those don't go anywhere on a Sunday fellas. Maybe he's super religious? So many ideas popping into my mind. Maybe he's a super smart guy, or a dumb one. I wonder if he likes to paint? I love painting, ooohhh maybe we could paint together? "Sam?" My dad says. "Oh sorry dad just dozed off for a sec." i look down at the coffee on my tray, why do I have it? OH ya mrs. glum. Wow I am not focusing, I walk over and give mrs. glum her coffee. I hear someone walk through the door I turn around. 

    Nope, not Sam. Just Mr. Chesterfield. Customer after Costumer, no sam. Maybe he won't like that I don't go to church maybe he doesn't go to church, maybe I'm over reacting. I bealive in God and Heaven, just not  a church goer. The dance is getting closer and closer, 3 hours, 2 hours, I go up stairs and get ready.  

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