Working at the Ice Cream Shop #Tidbit Tuesday

Here’s Julie from The Red Dress to tell you about her summer career as a scooper. Take it away, Julie.

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I can see why my blind Aunt Polly wouldn’t want to work in a place like The Sugar Shack. Scooping ice cream is hard, even when you can see.

Once, my mom came into the shop with my brother and sister. Mom made me so nervous that I dropped a scoop of ice cream on the floor. Michelle, my boss, yelled at me in front of my family. I was mortified.

I told Mom never to come into the shop while I was working. It’s weird, but Dad never made me nervous.

Now, just when things are getting good, I have to quit my job because my family wants to drive to California. I get that it’s summer and we haven’t taken a vacation in years, since Mom has been so busy with her books. But I love this job. Michelle is planning to show me how to use the blender, so I can make milkshakes.

Of course, I’m planning to quit in the fall when I start my senior year of high school, but I’m not ready to quit yet. What’s more, Mom grounded me because she doesn’t like my attitude. What am I going to do?

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New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Mending Relationships #Fiction #Tuesday Tidbit #Excerpt

Can a broken friendship be fixed? In the following excerpt from The Red Dress, my main character, Eve, has just met her best friend by chance twenty-five years after catching her in the act with her boyfriend. They decide to eat together.

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The cafe was nearly deserted. Without thinking, Eve and Adele found seats at the counter, as they’d  done years ago after school.

“Well, what do we have here?” said Virginia, emerging from the kitchen wearing a broad grin. “It’s  just like old times, isn’t it? I’ll bet you girls want chocolate shakes with whipped cream and a  cherry, right?”

Both women laughed, and Adele said, “I’ll also have your meatloaf special, if there’s any left.”

“There sure is,” said Virginia. She bustled about, putting ingredients for the milkshakes into an  electric mixer. “Miss Eve, I don’t suppose you want a second helping of meatloaf.”

Eve chuckled. “No, thank you. In fact, Adele, why don’t we split a shake? I had a piece of  chocolate pie on top of that meatloaf earlier, and I’m still full.”

“Honey, you need to get some meat on those bones,” said Virginia, starting the mixer. “Besides, the  shakes are on the house. I always wondered why you two quit coming in here after the prom  twenty–five years ago. I’m glad to see you back together.”

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Does Eve have an extra milkshake on top of the chocolate pie and meatloaf she ate earlier? Can she and Adelle patch things up after all these years? Read the book, and find out.

 

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New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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My Downtown Memories

Thanks to Mike Stanton’s post in Writing Wranglers and Warriors for inspiring this. When I was growing up in the 1960’s, my family was living in Tucson, Arizona, and a trip downtown was exciting because we had to drive through a large tunnel in order to get there. Dad or Mother kept honking the horn, as we drove through, and I loved the way the sound reverberated.

Once downtown, I enjoyed shopping in department stores with escalators and elevators. During the Christmas season, visiting Santa Claus was the highlight of any shopping trip. We often ate at a cafeteria, where my favorite meal was turkey with dressing and sweet potatoes. On my eleventh birthday, my parents took me and my younger brother to dinner at an Italian restaurant, where we ate outside on a patio.

The Tucson Community Center opened downtown while we were still living there, and Dad and I heard such performers as The Carpenters and Sonny and Cher. This facility also had a music hall where we heard performances of such works as Benjamin Britton’s A Celebration of Carols and Karl Orf’s Carmina Burana. We even heard a production of Rosini’s The Barber of Seville.

After we moved to Sheridan, Wyoming, in 1973, going downtown wasn’t nearly as exciting. The only tunnels were underpasses on the freeway. None of the department stores had escalators. One had an elevator, but it was old and creaky and had to be run by a human operator. However, there was a café where I enjoyed drinking milk shakes after school.

Now, that café has since been replaced by another that doesn’t serve milk shakes. The department store with the elevator is gone, as are other stores that were there during my childhood. I still enjoy walking downtown from my home in favorable weather to do banking and other errands.

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Now, in celebration of National Poetry Month, I’ll conclude with a poem I wrote that was inspired by a childhood memory of downtown Sheridan at night. This is an acrostic in which the first letter of each line spells “downtown.” You can click below to hear me read it.


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MOONLIGHT MADNESS

Dancing lights from cars pass
on busy sidewalks
with stores of all sorts to delight shopers who have
not a care in the world, as they stroll
to Penney’s, Woolworth’s
on streets that are crowded
with babies in strollers, children, and adults
needing nothing more than to shop and enjoy.

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What do you remember about downtown when you were growing up? What has changed since then?

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