Second Chances Chapter 23 La Vie en Rose
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THURSDAY, May 12, 2016
It was a morning of chaos in the Cartright household. It was Movie Day
for Rachael, and the fact that Maria was going to do her first day at
the bakery, instead of the caf?, meant that she would be able to look
after Bobby in the evening now. The women offered to let the lad stay,
but he was almost as excited about the event as Rachael, and promised to
be good and quiet during the movie. Rachael decided to let him come.
Maria was in that bit of a panic that comes with the first day on a new
job. She had worn her work uniform to the interview, and Geoff had said
they would be fine for working in the bakery. That was good, as she had
four of them in good condition, as well as some older ones. She tended
to buy a new one every year, with her name stitched on her ample bosom.
Geoff said the bakery supplied aprons for the messy parts of the job.
Apparently she would be trained to ice many of the donuts and pastries,
as well as several other prep jobs.
The one job she looked at with most trepidation was running the bread
slicer. It had rows of razor-sharp blades, one for each slice, and
looked like it could do serious damage to a hand or arm if it was not
treated correctly. There were other machines in the back that were also
big and scary, but Geoff said she wouldn't have to run them.
Finally, there was the issue of where to live. Maria planned to buy a
copy of the local paper, and look at ads in there, while Rachael
intended to use part of her lunch period to look for ads online. Maria
would mention the situation to Geoff, as he or his mother might know of
someone with a cheap apartment to rent. There was no hope of the family
getting another house.
Maria was first to leave for a change. She was expected in at 8 a.m. to
prepare things for the bakery opening at 9. She left, confident that
Rachael would get her brother to the bus on time, and then herself.
On the bus to school Rachael told Mikki the bad news about the house.
"It means that we might move somewhere else. I won't be so close to you
and Larissa, and possibly we might even have to go to new schools in
September," Rachael said.
"No, we are in Grade 8 now. There is only the one high school for the
entire town, so we will be together for that. But Marc will be upset if
Bobby goes to another school, and Danni will be heartbroken if he isn't
able to come and play on her computer games. She talks about him all the
time."
At school it was an A day, so there was French and double Phys. Ed. in
the morning. Rachael's basketball team was triumphant again. The once
inept girls had learned to play as a team, and towering Larissa had been
training with Mark at lunch, and now was a more important scorer for the
team then Rachael. As captain, Rachael made sure that either she or
Larissa was on the floor at any time, and occasionally they would play
together, which normally resulted in them running up points. All the
girls got time in the game, and this was a large reason why they were so
improved. Some of the other teams played their best players through most
of the game, leaving them tired at the end, with subs who had little
interest in the game, having spent most of it on the bench.
Rachael finally got a lunch with Robert, who was still bummed out that
he couldn't come to Movie Night. Instead he was planning for a full day
at the farm on Saturday with Rachael. One of his brothers would pick her
up at 8 a.m., and then they would have the entire day together until
after the family supper, with Rachael getting a ride home after 7 p.m.
Tony reported that all the snacks were well in hand. He had pop and
water in the coolers, and was bringing three big bags of popcorn. He had
also bought a package of popcorn container drums from the supply place,
and would take a couple dozen of them. He reported that he had spent
eight dollars more than the $40 Rachael had given him. That deficit was
reduced by $4 over the course of the lunch period as a final two more
couples asked to come. With fewer supplies to buy next week, the four
dollars outstanding would be easily covered. If the whole thing was a
flop, Rachael promised to cover the deficit.
That suggestion was quickly vetoed by the others at the table, who all
said that they would put in another dollar to make up the difference. So
many volunteered that probably only a quarter from each person would be
enough.
In the afternoon, something finally happened in History class to
interest Rachael. The teacher, Mr. Churchill, announced that he had
completed the required coursework for the term, and the class had two
options for the balance of the term. There was an optional unit of
coursework that he could teach, or he could allow the students to do a
special project.
The project would be done as teamwork, in groups of four. Each group was
to make a video program of some historical item in the city, or personal
recollections of people over the age of 50, talking about how the city
had changed since they were young. In the class of 28, there would be
seven projects, and in the other class a similar number. Of the 14
projects, he said that as many as 10 could be aired on the cable TV
community access channel, where Mr. Churchill was a volunteer.
The students would work on their videos for the next month, and then
show them in class on the last week of classes. Each video was to be 22
minutes long, and Mr. Churchill would approve the topics once the groups
had them.
The class voted on the options, and almost everyone in the class voted
for videos. "Excellent. I will have to ask the other class tomorrow
about their wishes, but even if only four or five want videos, then we
will go that route," Mr. Churchill said.
"You will be on my team, right Rachael?" Mikki said.
"Yes," Rachael replied. "And we need Larissa too, for what I'm thinking
of."
"What? You have a topic already?"
"Yes. Grandpa. We can film him talking about the war. Larissa can tell
about how the French honor the graves. She can be the hostess for the
show. She is pretty enough."
"We need a third person?" Mikki said. "Carly?"
"Won't she want to work with Layla and Becca?"
"Haven't you heard? Layla no longer hangs out with them. That's why
Larissa gets a seat at the back of the bus in the mornings. I don't know
what Becca will do though."
In the end Becca joined up with Lucy and Janice, and one other girl, and
Carly joined in with Mikki and Rachael. Mikki was going to be the
cameraperson, using one of her expensive cameras. Rachael would be the
scriptwriter, and Larissa would be the hostess on camera, and Carly
would go on camera to do an introduction and conclusion for the story.
She would also help Mikki as an editor in putting the finished story
together, since both of them had Mac computers.
The girls walked straight home after school to change and have a quick
meal. Rachael had told Grandpa the day before that they wouldn't be able
to stop in, but he waved at them as they marched past. Maria was still
working at the bakery, and got home at 6:30, just as Rachael and Bobby
were ready to walk back to the library. The show was to start at 8, but
Rachael wanted to be there early to set up. Maria kissed the kids, and
saw that they had left her a plate of Kraft Dinner with tuna in the oven
warmer.
They were at the library at 6:50, and started setting up. Larissa played
with the lights, and was happy to find that they dimmed sufficiently,
although Rachael spoiled that by mentioning that there would also be
quite a lot of light coming from the video projector. The tall girl
winced, and looked around for the darkest, quietest corner to claim the
space for her and Mark.
They set the chairs up in pairs, with a little room around each pair.
They were only stacking chairs very similar to the school cafeteria, not
plush theater seats, but what do you want for a buck?
At about a quarter to eight most of the kids started coming in, getting
dropped off by parents. Some had gone the whole way with the date thing,
with one parent dropping off a couple together, while a few others came
as a group, and many came singly and paired up when they got in.
Everyone was allowed one drink from the cooler that Tony had brought
over from the store in, and Bobby was in charge of handing out the
little boxes of popcorn that Tony and Mikki were filling. As a surprise
she had asked Lucy go onto the Internet earlier in the day to get
'coming attractions' from YouTube. There was one for Sound of Music, and
the other was The Longest Day. The idea was that the group would vote on
which movie they wanted to see next week. And there were also two old
cartoons: Dudley Do-right, and Felix the Cat that were played before
starting the main attraction. Finally, Rachael started Casablanca.
For the next hour and a half the room was silent. Heather, the librarian
on duty that night, popped her head in several times, but was happy to
see that the kids were all attentively watching the movie. Of course she
couldn't see into the corner with Larissa and Mark, who were definitely
not watching the movie. With that exception, the couples were well
behaved. Most of them were holding hands, and in a few cases the boy had
an arm around his date's shoulder.
Bobby was not interested in the movie at all, but Rachael had him
walking amongst the couples, giving new popcorn to those who had run
out.
Finally, the video played "Louie, I think this is the beginning of a
beautiful friendship" and then the credits started to roll. Students
started to stand up, and Rachael had Bobby turn up the houselights.
Rachael went to the front.
"All right everyone," she said loudly, "I really enjoyed that, and I
think a lot of the rest of you did too. If we want to be able to do it
again, then we have to leave this place spotless. There is a vacuum in
the closet: Tony, could you get it? The rest of you boys, move all the
chairs to the side of the room. We will vacuum one side at a time. There
is a lot of popcorn on the floor."
She looked into the corner. "Mikki, can you get a bucket of water? I
think we need to cool down that pair in the corner." Everyone laughed,
as Larissa and Mark were still kissing. Rachael started singing, and
soon all the girls were joining in.
"A kiss is still a kiss / A sigh is just a sigh / The fundamental things
apply / As time goes by. / And when two lovers woo, / They still say, "I
love you" / On that you can rely / No matter what the future brings."
The chorus finally got Larissa's attention, and she looked up with a
huge grin on her face. "Oh? Is it over?"
"Come on, time to help with the cleanup."
With many willing hands, the room was tidied up and restored to its
original position in about 15 minutes, and when Heather came up to warn
them that the library was closing in 10 minutes, she was impressed at
how spotless the room was. "You can definitely come back next week," she
told Rachael. "Agnes was sure that the place would be a mess, and asked
the custodian to come in tomorrow. I guess we'll have to find something
else for him to do."
Parents were already lined up at the curb to pick up their kids, and
Mrs. Hafleur was there for Larissa, Mikki, Rachael and Bobby, who were
the last to leave, with Heather locking the library door as they got
into the car.
"So, how did your date go?" Mrs. Hafleur asked as they drove home.
"Pretty good," Larissa replied without going into detail. "I think I
like Canada now."
"You have a boyfriend?"
"Yes, I have a boyfriend."
"I will want to meet him. Have him over to dinner," the woman said.
"Moooother," Larissa complained. "It was only a first date. It isn't
like he proposed or anything."
"I certainly hope not? He is only 13 too? In France she was always
getting asked out by boys that were far too old for her," Mrs. Hafleur
said.
Bobby and Rachael didn't hear more of the conversation, as they were
home, and left Larissa and her mother to bicker on through the ride
home.
"It is way past your bedtime, Bobby," Rachael said as they entered the
house. "No time for reading tonight. I want you in bed in two minutes,
or you won't be able to come next week."
"You are quite the little mother," Maria said as she got up from the
sofa, where she had been napping. "Did it go well?"
"Yes, I think so. Most of the kids were well behaved. We cleaned up
nicely at the end, and the library said we can come back next week. I
guess we could have four or five more of these before the summer
vacations start."
"How did your day go?"
"It was wonderful," Maria said. "Mrs. Baron is a doll, so helpful in
showing me what to do and where everything is kept. There is so much to
know though. What everything costs, and questions like does this or that
have gluten in it. But Geoff is always there if I have a question I
can't handle, at least until 4 p.m. Did you know he works almost around
the clock?"
"He told me he puts in long hours."
"He leaves at four for his little rooms upstairs, and he comes back down
at 11. Apparently he has a nap while the bread is rising, but still,
other than Sundays he gets no time off."
"Well," Rachael said, "that means you have a mission. You need to be so
helpful that he can get off earlier. At least 1 or 2 o'clock. Everyone
needs some down time. Oh, I need to make lunches. Come into the kitchen
and we will chat as I do them.
For the next 10 minutes Maria happily recounted her day, and then went
into the negative part of the day. She had found that all the apartments
in the paper were out of her price range. They still didn't have a place
to live.
"What about the Art Gallery?" Rachael asked. "I thought of that when you
mentioned Geoff's apartment. They must have an apartment above their
place too. I know Tony lives upstairs at their place. Maybe John and
Paul would rent us their place? Would it be in our budget? I know they
live out in the country some place, so they wouldn't want it for
anything but storage."
"That might work," Maria said. "We will see them after church on Sunday.
Let's ask them then."
"Or I could ask them on the way home tomorrow, if they are in?"
"No honey," Maria decided. "I should be the one who does this. Please
leave it for Sunday. And why are you making four lunches?"
"Four?" Rachael asked. "Bobby, you, me, and ... I don't know who this is
for. I guess it was just the last two slices in the loaf. And now there
is only one bologna slice left." She put it on the last sandwich.
"You could put the extra one in the fridge," Maria suggested.
"No, it will be all yucky by Monday," Rachael noted. "I'll take two
tomorrow. Maybe someone will need a lunch or something. It is so strange
that I made an extra without thinking about it."
"Well I am glad to have you helping so much," Maria said. "I've never
given you an allowance before ... we just couldn't afford it. I think
once I start getting money from the bakery you should get a few dollars.
On top of the money you get for looking after your brother. A teen girl
needs a little money."
"Mom, first we need to find a place to live. After we know what that is
going to cost we can start spending your money."
That night, Rachael knelt down
Dear Lord
Please let John and Paul rent us the apartment. I'm pretty sure it is
only a two bedroom place, so Bobby and I will have to share, but that is
okay. But we like each other, so that should work. I will make it work.
And please bless all the usual suspects, she said giggling at using the
term from Casablanca.
Amen
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