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Late. And I fucking hated being late.
Even if this job hadn’t been reliant on me delivering the goods on time,
I’d still be pissed about missing the deadline.
Damn the accident on Fifth. When would people learn texting and
driving just don’t mix? The resulting fender bender backed everything up
for miles. If I hadn’t been on my bike, there would have been no hope of me
making the destination on time.
I leaned forward and pedaled harder. Three years in the military had
reinforced the habits of a lifetime. Fifteen minutes early; you’re on time.
You’re on time, you’re late. And if you’re late, well, you might as well just
start pushing.
These days being late carried worse consequences than muscle failure.
That’s why even with my thighs burning in protest and my chest heaving, I
stood and pedaled faster.
A right and then a left and I’d be there. I could make it. No reason to
tarnish a perfect record.
I veered around a stopped vehicle and narrowly missed an oncoming
car before jumping the curb and making the last turn. I braked hard,
hopping off at the same time. No doubt I left several drivers in my wake,
cursing my existence.
No time to put a lock on the bike. Not my first choice when in the
Short North. Though a trendy, upscale destination just outside the
Columbus downtown, bikes were still a popular target for kids and vagrants
looking to make a quick buck. In high school, my boyfriend and his friends
used to come down here and egg cars. Why was anybody’s guess.
I was rushed for time so I had to pray that my beat up old bike would
escape attention. I yanked the seat off the bike. Hopefully, that would delay
a would-be thief long enough for me to complete my business.
Adjusting my messenger bag, I checked the name of the store against
the one in my notes. Right where I was supposed to be.
Located in an old brick building off High Street, the name ‘Elements’
was etched in silver lettering complete with one of those flourish things at
the end. The shop window had an attractive display of a skeleton in a top
hat, holding a glass titled ‘Potions’ while sitting on a funky patterned sofa.
The brief ding of a bell announced my arrival as I stepped into a maze
of touristy candles, gothic necklaces and other paraphernalia I didn’t
recognize. The small aisle was narrow and overgrown with items just
waiting to be knocked over. I clasped my bag tightly. It would not be a good
idea to break anything in this place.
A witch owned Elements. Getting on her bad side was something I’d
prefer to avoid.
I made my way over to the woman next to a cash register. A skull
candle sat next to the change tray. It was actually pretty cool. I wondered
how it would look in my kitchen.
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