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SAGE
“Well, it’s certainly … unexpected,” I say.
It is also decidedly phallic, and it is at least fifty feet tall. The domeshaped tip juts up above the roofline at its back, proudly silhouetted against
the early-summer sky.
Wren, my very best friend (and favorite person in the world aside from
her equally mature son), barely contains a snicker beside me.
“How’d they get it up so fast?” she asks, a full-out guffaw chasing the
words. “Oh god, the jokes are already writing themselves.”
“Didn’t you have Sam at sixteen? Fairly certain you know how they
work,” I tease. Her eyes round for a millisecond before we collapse in
laughter, curling into each other with our shoulders bumping.
“I see you ladies have taken notice of our new elevation,” Athena
Cirillo says, lips rolled together to hide her own amusement. “Scaffolding
for this new bit finally came down yesterday.” She strolls down the park
path to join us in our gaping, her snow-white waves floating on the breeze.
“Morning, Sprout,” I say to the Brussels griffon tucked under her arm.
Beady eyes spare me a watery blink.
“Do you know what it is?” Wren asks Athena with a nod toward the
building. The bookstore owner can always be counted on for the inside
scoop, like our very own goddess of small-town knowledge.
Athena turns back to the old warehouse and shakes her head. “All I
know is that it’s zoned for dining or retail space,” she says.
Wren and I hum acknowledgments and go back to curiously studying
the sight before us. The old brick building at the front of our coastline park
hasn’t been operational for years. Not in my lifetime, at least. It’d been
absorbed into Spunes, Oregon, and only ever used as a pseudo community
center of sorts. The covered patio area up front provided shade for the
biweekly farmers market, and the interior was used as town storage for
things like banners and holiday decorations.
That is, until it wasn’t. Some months back, the place was completely
cleared out, everything strewn across the expansive green lawn in tidy piles.
Construction began a few weeks after.
“My guess is dining,” Athena adds. “Retail would likely be better with
other shops surrounding it. Since this is somewhat solitary, I think a
restaurant is more probable. Either way, Martha’s up in arms. This certainly
won’t help matters.” She waves an arm up and down at the structure, letting
out a weary sigh. “Aaanyway. I’m off to open the store. Have a great day,
ladies. Stay outta trouble.”
We say our farewells before we pivot back, still silently contemplating.
“Huh,” I muse. A small twinge of excitement flares at the idea of a new
restaurant. I think of my collections of food magazines at home, elaborate
dishes I’d love to re-create, but probably never will. Still, my fingers itch to
try something new. Incidentally, the only specific thing that comes to mind
right now is eggplant parm.
Our heads tilt to the side at the same time. “Huh, indeed,” Wren
supplies.
I break first, a snort tearing its way up my throat until we’re both in
hysterics again.
“No, but honestly,” Wren says, swiping at a rogue tear when we wind
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