Page 13 of Full Throttle

If not, I would come back. Cherry G was going to be a challenge.

One I was going to enjoy.

I sent her a text that night.

Me

Hey, Cherry G—it’s Dom.

The sunset reminds me of your hair. What is your favorite time of day?

Cherry

How did you get my number?

Me

The employee list by the cash register.

Cherry

That was private.

Me

Then it shouldn’t have been out where I could see it. I love evenings. Mornings are great too, but I enjoy the quiet of the evening the best. You?

Cherry

Usually. Unless I’m being bombarded with messages.

I began to laugh. I loved her spunk.

Me

I’ll leave you to your peace. We both like evenings. Another thing we have in common. Sweet dreams, Cherry G.

The next day at lunch, I sent another message.

Me

Green is my favorite color. What’s yours?

Her reply made me laugh.

Cherry

Lose my number.

Me

Unusual name for a color. Is that on the yellow spectrum? I would have thought blue was more you. Or maybe green like me.

Cherry

Silence is golden.

Me