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Oh, I m looking for a general helper, Frank said. Washing up. Some fry cooking. Do you
know someone who d be interested?
Julie knew she ought to say no. Andrew would have been angry with her for doing anything
else. Even Aunt Evie would have told her that she was selling herself short.
Right then though, Julie just needed something real. Something solid. Something she knew she
could do and do well.
Yes, she said, quickly, before she could change her mind. Me.
Chapter Fourteen
Cut! Get ready for the basic skills section.
After the cameras turned off, Andrew shook the hand of the local chef he was cooking with,
whose name he frankly couldn t remember, and moved off to the side of the set. He checked his phone
as discretely as he could.
Nothing.
Just like the last three times he d checked.
He put the phone away as Sandy brought over a couple of women in their early twenties who
proclaimed themselves his biggest fans and asked if they could get a photo with him. For the first time
in a long time, Andrew had to force himself to go through with the whole thing, standing there while
Sandy took their picture. One of them slipped a piece of paper into his hand and when Andrew
looked, he found that it had a phone number on it.
Sandy saw the two young women off and then turned back to Andrew, just as he was throwing
the telephone number away.
What s up with you today?
Leave it alone, Sandy. In fact, why don t you go find something useful to do. Go get me a
coffee, or something.
She simply raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.
I m sorry, he immediately said, knowing he was being the worst boss on the planet. I m
just a bit
Pig headed? Idiotic? Monumentally
I could still fire you, you know.
Sandy rolled her eyes. So are you going to tell your long suffering assistant what s wrong, or
do I have to guess?
Andrew smiled at that. It was about the first time he d smiled all day, except on camera, and
that didn t count.
It s that chef down at the Rose Chalet, isn't it? The one you re so gooey-eyed over.
Sandy, I m a full grown man. I don t get gooey-eyed.
Another eye roll came his way. You ve been checking your cell phone more than a teenage
girl praying the star quarterback will call her again after their hour together in the backseat of his
car.
He hadn t realized that it was that obvious. It was embarrassing. Sandy had hit that nail on the
head: he was acting like a jilted teenager.
Why hadn t Julie called? He had thought that things were going great. The night they d spent
together had been amazing, but it was more than that. The morning after that had been the really
special part. They d solidified their connection then, he d been sure of it.
Yet here they were again with Julie ignoring his messages. It was as bad as it was after they
kissed for the first time. Worse, actually. Avoiding him after their kiss had been nerves, a bump in the
road.
Whereas this felt more like a full-on retreat.
Why don t you go see her? Sandy asked. Talk things through, or whatever it is the
magazines always say is supposed to be so much better than getting drunk and sleeping with someone
on the rebound.
Sandy was right. Talking things over with Julie had worked before, and besides, he probably
needed to go down to the Rose Chalet anyway.
Not that he needed any excuses. Andrew had said it to Julie the last time they d seen one
another; if she didn t return his calls, he was coming to get answers.
You know, Sandy, sometimes you have good ideas.
Finally, what I ve been waiting so long to hear, she said in a sarcastic voice. Hey, while
you re at it, tell her what the producers have planned for the finale. They want her in on it, boss.
Andrew drove like a mad-man over to the Rose Chalet, but Julie wasn t there. Rose wasn t in,
either. The only person Andrew could find was Phoebe, the florist.
Have you seen Julie?
She doesn t work here anymore, thanks to you.
What fired? Thanks to me?
Who else do you think got her fired?
He ran his hand through his hair, already planning to tell Rose he d cancel the wedding if she
didn t take Julie back. She hasn t been answering my calls. I didn t know.
The florist s eyes were narrowed. Look, I get that this is what always happens to
relationships, but Julie is my friend and I hate knowing she s hurt over this. Over you.
Tell me where she is, Phoebe. I need to talk to her.
I don t know. But I think you should just leave her alone and let her get on with her life.
Why hadn t she told him any of this? What reason could Rose have had to fire her? He didn t
know the answers to either of those questions, but he was going to find out.
He sped back across town to Julie s house, only to have her aunt tell him, Oh, she s gone off
to work at the Rose Chalet, as if everything was perfectly fine.
But I ve just been to the Andrew realized that he was starting to raise his voice. He never
did that. Never. Please let Julie know I was here to see her. That I'd like to talk to her.
He got out of there as quickly as he could, trying to work out what was going on when even
Evie didn't seem to know Julie had been fired.
He wasn t sure how he spotted Julie a few seconds later, except that perhaps he would have
spotted her anywhere, simply because she mattered so much to him& and he wanted to talk to her so
badly.
But he certainly would never have thought to look for her in a food truck like the one parked at
the end of the block.
He pulled into the first spot he could find, ignoring the fact that it was a no parking zone. Julie
was serving a customer a burger, and it was all Andrew could do to keep from pushing the guy out of
the way.
Julie, what are you doing in a place like this? And why haven t you answered any of my
messages? Phoebe told me what happened. I'm going to tell Rose we're going to cancel the wedding
unless she
No!
The force of the word took Andrew by surprise even as he continued with, Why have you
been avoiding me? Why didn t you call to give me the news about your job? You promised you
wouldn t pull away like this.
And you told me everything would be all right if I only trusted you. She shook her head.
I m sorry I didn t return your calls. I m sorry I didn t tell you about losing my job at the Rose Chalet.
But you should go. I don t want to lose this job over you too.
Julie, he said gently, I get that what s happened has been pretty rough, but if you ll just
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Oh, I m looking for a general helper, Frank said. Washing up. Some fry cooking. Do you
know someone who d be interested?
Julie knew she ought to say no. Andrew would have been angry with her for doing anything
else. Even Aunt Evie would have told her that she was selling herself short.
Right then though, Julie just needed something real. Something solid. Something she knew she
could do and do well.
Yes, she said, quickly, before she could change her mind. Me.
Chapter Fourteen
Cut! Get ready for the basic skills section.
After the cameras turned off, Andrew shook the hand of the local chef he was cooking with,
whose name he frankly couldn t remember, and moved off to the side of the set. He checked his phone
as discretely as he could.
Nothing.
Just like the last three times he d checked.
He put the phone away as Sandy brought over a couple of women in their early twenties who
proclaimed themselves his biggest fans and asked if they could get a photo with him. For the first time
in a long time, Andrew had to force himself to go through with the whole thing, standing there while
Sandy took their picture. One of them slipped a piece of paper into his hand and when Andrew
looked, he found that it had a phone number on it.
Sandy saw the two young women off and then turned back to Andrew, just as he was throwing
the telephone number away.
What s up with you today?
Leave it alone, Sandy. In fact, why don t you go find something useful to do. Go get me a
coffee, or something.
She simply raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.
I m sorry, he immediately said, knowing he was being the worst boss on the planet. I m
just a bit
Pig headed? Idiotic? Monumentally
I could still fire you, you know.
Sandy rolled her eyes. So are you going to tell your long suffering assistant what s wrong, or
do I have to guess?
Andrew smiled at that. It was about the first time he d smiled all day, except on camera, and
that didn t count.
It s that chef down at the Rose Chalet, isn't it? The one you re so gooey-eyed over.
Sandy, I m a full grown man. I don t get gooey-eyed.
Another eye roll came his way. You ve been checking your cell phone more than a teenage
girl praying the star quarterback will call her again after their hour together in the backseat of his
car.
He hadn t realized that it was that obvious. It was embarrassing. Sandy had hit that nail on the
head: he was acting like a jilted teenager.
Why hadn t Julie called? He had thought that things were going great. The night they d spent
together had been amazing, but it was more than that. The morning after that had been the really
special part. They d solidified their connection then, he d been sure of it.
Yet here they were again with Julie ignoring his messages. It was as bad as it was after they
kissed for the first time. Worse, actually. Avoiding him after their kiss had been nerves, a bump in the
road.
Whereas this felt more like a full-on retreat.
Why don t you go see her? Sandy asked. Talk things through, or whatever it is the
magazines always say is supposed to be so much better than getting drunk and sleeping with someone
on the rebound.
Sandy was right. Talking things over with Julie had worked before, and besides, he probably
needed to go down to the Rose Chalet anyway.
Not that he needed any excuses. Andrew had said it to Julie the last time they d seen one
another; if she didn t return his calls, he was coming to get answers.
You know, Sandy, sometimes you have good ideas.
Finally, what I ve been waiting so long to hear, she said in a sarcastic voice. Hey, while
you re at it, tell her what the producers have planned for the finale. They want her in on it, boss.
Andrew drove like a mad-man over to the Rose Chalet, but Julie wasn t there. Rose wasn t in,
either. The only person Andrew could find was Phoebe, the florist.
Have you seen Julie?
She doesn t work here anymore, thanks to you.
What fired? Thanks to me?
Who else do you think got her fired?
He ran his hand through his hair, already planning to tell Rose he d cancel the wedding if she
didn t take Julie back. She hasn t been answering my calls. I didn t know.
The florist s eyes were narrowed. Look, I get that this is what always happens to
relationships, but Julie is my friend and I hate knowing she s hurt over this. Over you.
Tell me where she is, Phoebe. I need to talk to her.
I don t know. But I think you should just leave her alone and let her get on with her life.
Why hadn t she told him any of this? What reason could Rose have had to fire her? He didn t
know the answers to either of those questions, but he was going to find out.
He sped back across town to Julie s house, only to have her aunt tell him, Oh, she s gone off
to work at the Rose Chalet, as if everything was perfectly fine.
But I ve just been to the Andrew realized that he was starting to raise his voice. He never
did that. Never. Please let Julie know I was here to see her. That I'd like to talk to her.
He got out of there as quickly as he could, trying to work out what was going on when even
Evie didn't seem to know Julie had been fired.
He wasn t sure how he spotted Julie a few seconds later, except that perhaps he would have
spotted her anywhere, simply because she mattered so much to him& and he wanted to talk to her so
badly.
But he certainly would never have thought to look for her in a food truck like the one parked at
the end of the block.
He pulled into the first spot he could find, ignoring the fact that it was a no parking zone. Julie
was serving a customer a burger, and it was all Andrew could do to keep from pushing the guy out of
the way.
Julie, what are you doing in a place like this? And why haven t you answered any of my
messages? Phoebe told me what happened. I'm going to tell Rose we're going to cancel the wedding
unless she
No!
The force of the word took Andrew by surprise even as he continued with, Why have you
been avoiding me? Why didn t you call to give me the news about your job? You promised you
wouldn t pull away like this.
And you told me everything would be all right if I only trusted you. She shook her head.
I m sorry I didn t return your calls. I m sorry I didn t tell you about losing my job at the Rose Chalet.
But you should go. I don t want to lose this job over you too.
Julie, he said gently, I get that what s happened has been pretty rough, but if you ll just
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