Shirley stood in front of the big, red signboard in her oversized purple jacket. She sighed, as if to indicate that the impossible would never happen,and rotated so that her back was facing the signboard, but then turned back around. Perhaps just once, for the last time… what could happen?
Thinking so, she entered Pizza Hut with a smile that stretched from ear to ear. She confidently walked straight to the counter, her curly brown hair bouncing up and down.
"Hello, Ms. Hawks! What can we get for you today?" the friendly counter lady asked.
"Oh, please, Naomi! You know me too well to call me Ms. Hawks anymore! It's Shirley! Anyways, I think I'll have a Hawaiian, small please! Make sure there's enough pineapple, eh?" Shirley replied, hands clenched into fists with the thought of a delicious, cheesy pizza with the best toppings that were invented. "How much is it?"
"$10.90, please,Ms. Haw-Shirley!" Naomi replied, grinning.
Shirley handed over a ten dollar note with a few coins and asked in anticipation,
"How much time will it take?"
"Around ten minutes, Shirley, just wait for a bit, okay?" Naomi said. "You can sit down and wait till then, okay?"
Shirley nodded and slowly walked to one of the tables in the corner and sat down.
In around ten minutes, just as Naomi had said, the pizza arrived. Shirley waved away the waiter and stared in delight at the beautiful pizza. She immediately tore away a slice, disregarding the heat, and bit into it.
Ah, the thick, tangy cheese, the sweet, golden pineapple, the succulent ham…all of them seemed to hit her like a blow to her stomach. Delicious….
She finished in two minutes flat and, pushing out her chair, ran out of the restaurant.
As soon as she got outside, a hand landed on her shoulder. She swiveled around, to find a middle aged man with an untidy mop of black hair and a very cross face.
"Shirley! You are not supposed to be spending your precious pocket money on buying a pizza from one of the unhealthiest places in the country, and you know that! What did you think you were doing?" he said loudly and angrily.
Prising his big hands off her shoulder with her considerably smaller ones, she looked up at him and made a sad face, with her eyes wide open.
"What can I say, Papa? It was temptation, that was all!"
Thinking so, she entered Pizza Hut with a smile that stretched from ear to ear. She confidently walked straight to the counter, her curly brown hair bouncing up and down.
"Hello, Ms. Hawks! What can we get for you today?" the friendly counter lady asked.
"Oh, please, Naomi! You know me too well to call me Ms. Hawks anymore! It's Shirley! Anyways, I think I'll have a Hawaiian, small please! Make sure there's enough pineapple, eh?" Shirley replied, hands clenched into fists with the thought of a delicious, cheesy pizza with the best toppings that were invented. "How much is it?"
"$10.90, please,Ms. Haw-Shirley!" Naomi replied, grinning.
Shirley handed over a ten dollar note with a few coins and asked in anticipation,
"How much time will it take?"
"Around ten minutes, Shirley, just wait for a bit, okay?" Naomi said. "You can sit down and wait till then, okay?"
Shirley nodded and slowly walked to one of the tables in the corner and sat down.
In around ten minutes, just as Naomi had said, the pizza arrived. Shirley waved away the waiter and stared in delight at the beautiful pizza. She immediately tore away a slice, disregarding the heat, and bit into it.
Ah, the thick, tangy cheese, the sweet, golden pineapple, the succulent ham…all of them seemed to hit her like a blow to her stomach. Delicious….
She finished in two minutes flat and, pushing out her chair, ran out of the restaurant.
As soon as she got outside, a hand landed on her shoulder. She swiveled around, to find a middle aged man with an untidy mop of black hair and a very cross face.
"Shirley! You are not supposed to be spending your precious pocket money on buying a pizza from one of the unhealthiest places in the country, and you know that! What did you think you were doing?" he said loudly and angrily.
Prising his big hands off her shoulder with her considerably smaller ones, she looked up at him and made a sad face, with her eyes wide open.
"What can I say, Papa? It was temptation, that was all!"
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