38383 words total for the day.
That makes 1375 for the day, considering that I had to make the doughnuts today, not bad.
Today's excerpt:
Standing on her chair she looked for the owner.
She shouted over the heads of the crowd. “Dan McKenzie this is the second-best piece of apple pie I’ve ever eaten!” And she sat back down.
“What the..?” Zeke shook his head. “You Yankees are weird.”
She laughed. “We were in school together, he took Home-Ec with the girls. We had a pie baking contest and he came in second.”
“Who won?”
A mountain of man came over and sat down in the extra chair, making Zeke fear for the life expectancy of the piece of furniture. Looking at Zeke he said, “Who do you think won? Just the most irritating woman on the face of the earth!” He smiled over at Addy. “And how is my favorite girl doing these days? Sorry I couldn’t get over to the library today to help out, but I figured feeding this bunch would do for a penance.”
Addy made introductions, “Dan this is Zeke a dear friend of mine, Zeke, this is Dan McKenzie, my oldest, best-ever friend in the world who can’t stand being second in anything. He also forgets how to turn on his computer and check his email once in a while.” She glared at him and winked.
“Oh Addykins, you know I still cook on a wood stove, these new-fangled inventions just get me flustered. When you gonna marry me girl?” He grinned at the old joke.
“Just as soon as your wife says I can, same as always. Speak of the devil!” She looked behind him and he turned his head, a guilty look on his face.
“I heard that Danny, how dare you throw yourself at strangers like that?” Betty McKenzie had been a friend of Addy’s almost as long as Dan and this conversation had been played out dozens of times over the years. She sidled around Dan’s bulk and gave Addy a hug. “Good to see you girl, when you gonna take that man off my hands?”
“It’s your bed Betty, you made it, you sleep in it.”
They all laughed and chatted for a few minutes then Betty dragged Dan back to the kitchen.
“Y’know, the paying customers might like to eat too.” Addy chuckled quietly to herself as she heard Betty badgering Dan.
“They never change, he loves her more than life itself and if anything ever happened to him I just know she’d die.”
“That was an interesting interchange, was there anything ever there between Dan and yourself?”
“Nah, he’s been a better brother than most of my own. We met in the first grade and Betty came along in fifth. Heh, we all thought he was gay for a while, but then Betty discovered he wasn’t and that was that. Although…” Addy trailed off.
“What?”
“I did announce in first grade that we were going to get married someday.”
Zeke blinked at her.
“No, really, I did, I didn’t have a show and tell that day, so I stood up and brave as could be stated matter of factly that Dan and I were going to get married. I though Miss Whiting was going to have a fit!” She laughed at the memory.
“Okay, we came to help out, we did, it’s almost finished now, we can ditch if we want. What should we do?”
“Honestly, I think we should finish it up with the rest of the crew. I mean, you seem to be a pretty big deal around here, how would it look if you ditched?”
“Normal. I am infamous for ditching a finishing. It’s really expected of me!” Addy put on a sincere face.
She casually got up and nodded her head, indicating to Zeke that it was time to leave. As her hand reach for the door handle she heard, “Adelaide Minerva Prangle, just where do you think you’re sneaking off to?” The voice was a roar across the din of the diner. All conversation ceased as heads turned towards the couple at the door.
“Ciaoness all!”
Laughing, she flung the door open and ran to her car.
The owner of the voice, none other than Dan McKenzie, came to the door and waved at them as Addy spun the wheels going out of the parking lot.
To no one in particular he vocalized, “That’s our Addykins.
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"Who" do you think won, not "whom"...
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