Dazzle
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“Could of fooled me.” He shrugged letting a chuckle escape his lips. He hadn’t seen Magnolia’s smile in a long time. “I’d ask you to smile more, but that would be a fruitless attempt.” He picked his head up off the front counter, taking a sip of his coffee before he continued to speak.
“Plus, I’m sure I’d sound like one of those creepy old men at the dinner if I did.” Clayton always loved Magnolia’s smile, because you always knew it was genuine when she did. There was no fake smiles from her, always knowing where you stood with her. Though the ground that Clayton was standing on right now felt a little shaky, but this was part of getting used to being friends with your ex, wasn’t it?
Clayton looked over his shoulder at the boxes that Mags pointed to, “Yeah, of course.” He said as he rolled up the sleeves of his flannel, it only took Clayton a few minutes to bring them to the back. Now that he was out of sight, he heard Mag’s call over to him. She sounded almost shaky in her voice, almost quiet and not as confident as she usually would come across. “What’s up?” Clay said rather confidently, as he popped his head out from behind one of the bookshelves, but the way his insides were reacting made him feel sick. Did she know? Was she going to ask? Did she want to get back together? She didn’t, she wouldn’t, Clayton wasn’t even sure why he let that thought pass through his head. He was engaged to Chloe, they had been living together for two years. And Mags told him she was no longer in love with him, she had never loved him.
“Oh.” Clayton’s voice dropped. “Its okay. Honestly.”
Clayton furrowed his eyebrows as Magnolia told him that he didn’t belong here. That she didn’t want him here. “My family is here Mags… Anchor Bay…” He thought for a moment, as much as he loved California, Anchor Bay was different, it was special. “It’s my home too.” She was right though, if she never said anything, he never would have left Anchor Bay.
“Mag-“ Clayton went to start, but he was interrupted by the welcoming of customers. “Hi! Welcome!” Claytons voice boomed over the sound of the bell, smiling wildly at the new guests. “Let us know if you need any help.” Clayton elbowed Mag’s lightly, “Don’t you greet your customers?” Clayton looked down at the desk seeing what he recognized as bills, really late bills. “Mags…” He trailed off looking up to meet Magnolia’s soft brown eyes.
“Plus, I’m sure I’d sound like one of those creepy old men at the dinner if I did.” Clayton always loved Magnolia’s smile, because you always knew it was genuine when she did. There was no fake smiles from her, always knowing where you stood with her. Though the ground that Clayton was standing on right now felt a little shaky, but this was part of getting used to being friends with your ex, wasn’t it?
Clayton looked over his shoulder at the boxes that Mags pointed to, “Yeah, of course.” He said as he rolled up the sleeves of his flannel, it only took Clayton a few minutes to bring them to the back. Now that he was out of sight, he heard Mag’s call over to him. She sounded almost shaky in her voice, almost quiet and not as confident as she usually would come across. “What’s up?” Clay said rather confidently, as he popped his head out from behind one of the bookshelves, but the way his insides were reacting made him feel sick. Did she know? Was she going to ask? Did she want to get back together? She didn’t, she wouldn’t, Clayton wasn’t even sure why he let that thought pass through his head. He was engaged to Chloe, they had been living together for two years. And Mags told him she was no longer in love with him, she had never loved him.
“Oh.” Clayton’s voice dropped. “Its okay. Honestly.”
Clayton furrowed his eyebrows as Magnolia told him that he didn’t belong here. That she didn’t want him here. “My family is here Mags… Anchor Bay…” He thought for a moment, as much as he loved California, Anchor Bay was different, it was special. “It’s my home too.” She was right though, if she never said anything, he never would have left Anchor Bay.
“Mag-“ Clayton went to start, but he was interrupted by the welcoming of customers. “Hi! Welcome!” Claytons voice boomed over the sound of the bell, smiling wildly at the new guests. “Let us know if you need any help.” Clayton elbowed Mag’s lightly, “Don’t you greet your customers?” Clayton looked down at the desk seeing what he recognized as bills, really late bills. “Mags…” He trailed off looking up to meet Magnolia’s soft brown eyes.