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Story Notes:

I readily acknowledge Stephanie Meyer as the owner/creator of all Twilight characters.  Thanks again, Stephanie.

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Author's Chapter Notes:

Song inspiration: High Noon by Tex Ritter. 

And yes, this will be one of those stories where each chapter is a song. 


Chapter 1: High Noon

 

I leaned against the side counter, counting out the day’s sales.  Mouthing each number softly to myself, I slowly worked through the stack of bills. 

Working at the local small-town drug store was not exactly my idea of a dream job, but it was fine for the summer.  College had ended in early June, and after a week or so of wandering aimlessly around the house, I had decided to work.

Looking at the nubby green carpet in front of the register, I spotted a few stray scraps of paper littering the floor.  I ignored them, not wanting the lug the vacuum out of the dusty back room.

I turned around just as Chuck, the pharmacist, started speaking.  “So, Bella, I thought I’d let you know that I’ve hired another out-front worker”

“Really.”

“Yes.  He’s on summer vacation, like you.  He’ll be here any minute, and you can start showing him the ropes.”

I was going to have to train someone else?  I was hardly trained in myself.  I still wasn’t even sure how the refund button on the register worked.  “Chuck?”

“Yes?”  Chuck looked at me expectantly over his glasses. 

 “Never mind.  It’s fine.”

I was stocking Depends in the front of the store when Mrs. Wilcox came in.  I smiled.  Mrs. Wilcox was old, almost ninety, but she always had the biggest grin on her face, the grin of a five year old on their birthday.  Her smile was especially toothy today, as she had a young man on her arm, helping her to limp into the store.

I lifted my hand to wave, and my elbow hit the stack of Depends.  Adult diapers came raining down on me, hitting me on the head with surprising force.  When I finally got the courage to look up, the young man was standing in front of me, Mrs. Wilcox beaming behind him.

The man, who looked to be about my age, was grinning crookedly at me, and the mirth on his face somehow made his green eyes glitter.  He didn’t have dimples, but his smile wrinkled his whole face in a boyish way.  Falling forward into his face was strange hair, a red-brown color that I had never seen before.

Pushing a few stray Depends off my lap, I stood up to shake his hand, hoping that I looked composed, like burying myself in an avalanche of personal hygiene products was no big deal.

“I’m Edward,” the man said, shaking my hand firmly.  His hands were cold, despite the glaring sunshine outside. “You must be Bella, my trainer.”

“Yes I am.  You must be the new recruit.”

Mrs. Wilcox pushed past Edward to pat my cheek.  “Bella, Edward and I are neighbors.  He mows my lawn every week.  He always manages to get the lines perfect.  I like back to front, not diagonal.”

I smiled at her, then looked up at Edward.  “That takes talent.”

He raised his chin mockingly.  “I know.  Few can do it.”

After Mrs. Wilcox had hobbled back out the door, I looked at Edward hopelessly.  “Okay.  I guess we should start.”

            He rolled up his sleeves.  “Lead the way.”         

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