made my way back to him.
He laughed yet again as I counted out eleven packs of sugar, ripped the tops off of them, and poured them into my already sweetened tea. I smiled as I thought about how my mother would’ve had heart failure, which was the main reason why I did it. The taste of freedom had never lingered so sweet on my tongue…literally.
I could tell by the way Tucker studied me that he was in awe of me, which pleased me a lot and actually added to my spontaneous behavior. I had been a free spirit for a while now. It wasn’t something I thought about. It came natural to me after so many years of bondage. Even in college, my roommate was a neat freak and pressured me to always keep our room clean and organized. Since that was what I was used to, it wasn’t that big of a deal, but the desire to be free from the control continued to grow un til I could barely breathe. So by the time I graduated, I was ripe to break free from all things that bound me, especially my mother. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my mother. I just didn’t like her very much, and neither did my Aunt Tess.
After lunch, I took him to my favorite place, Flavors Galore Coffee Shop. My neighbor, Chase worked there on most days and today was no exception. We strolled through the double doors and took a seat at my favorite booth against the back window so we could enjoy the scene of the busy street. Chase recognized me as soon as we walked in and made no delay in approaching our table to take our order.
He eyed up Tucker in secret, but it didn’t escape my notice.
“Hey, Chase,” I said in a kind voice.
“Hey there, June. Who’s your friend?” His tone was nice enough, but his eyes were guarded.
“Chase, this is my friend, Tucker. Tucker, this is my neighbor and friend, Chase.”
They shook hands and Chase quickly readied himself to take our order.
Tucker shrugged, clearly having no idea what he should order and so I chose for the both of us.
Once Chase had disappeared behind the counter, Tucker pushed the sugar jar right in front of me and smiled. Though I didn’t want to—I really liked this guy!!
Chapter Seven
June
After we had our coffee fix, yes, Tucker was now addicted too, I took him to my next favorite place, Eden Blair’s Art Gallery. I gave him the tour, which ended in the room that had my work on display. The room was off limits since my work wasn’t quite ready for the public just yet, but Eden often allowed me into the room to study my display. As a matter of fact, I went into that room at least once every few days. I was so excited for my debut night that I could hardly stand it. This same gallery had my Aunt Tess’s work on display. Eden had placed a few of her favorite of my first paintings on display under my alias name, Sunshine. At first I was afraid to put my real name. What if no one liked them? But after I sold a few of them, I decided, with Eden’s encouragement, to paint all my new ones with my real name.
Tucker seemed genuinely impressed with my work. He asked many questions and studied each piece with great interest. This pleased me very much.
We spent the rest of the day together. I wasn’t sure what he had told his father to get out of work, but I didn’t ask. We took a walk on the beach and talked about the things we liked and about our childhoods. He had grown up in a wealthy home. His mom always stayed home to take care of him while his dad worked hard to build his successful architect business. He was an only child and was given pretty much everything he wanted. Despite this, he seemed to really have a good head on his shoulders and didn’t seem to me to be spoiled at all. I shared with him more about my controlling mother, bullying older brothers, and my soft and kind-hearted father. He was the only thing I felt guilty for leaving behind. How he was coping with my mother now, I had