by Yolanda Bella
from the Vintage Sweets series by Kaye George, coming March 2020
That’s misleading. Sorry. My “sugar daddy” is Papa, my actual dad. But the part I don’t like is the part of him babying me, a grown up woman of thirty-five. Of paying for everything and acting like I’m incompetent, can’t do anything for myself.
Okay, I admit that I wouldn’t own my own business if he hadn’t bought it for me. He’s paying the rent on my shop, Bella’s Baskets, and he bought all the supplies to get me started. But the business is picking up speed. I’m gaining a reputation and getting more and more customers. I really do think that, someday soon, I’ll be able to take over the rent payments. Maybe the utilities after that. And maybe even pay my assistant, Raul.
No, Raul isn’t working for free. Papa gives me the money for his salary. I wish I could give Raul some benefits, but a few days off are all I can manage right now.
In some ways, I envy Tally Holt, my best friend. She built up a bakery business in Dallas and, when I told her the place next door to mine was available, she was able to sell out there and pay for everything here. Of course, her parents are usually on the other side of the world, so it would be hard for them to lend her money! They’re performers, singer/musicians. I guess they’re pretty good. They get jobs everywhere. I like to see them on the stage.
I also like seeing that delicious looking handyman Tally is using to do the buildout in Tally’s Olde Tyme Sweets shop. We tried and tried to think of a name for her store that used her name, Holt, or even Tally, but didn’t come up with anything.
Excuse me, I think Gene, that gorgeous fix-it guy, is beckoning me. I’d better see what he wants. Be still, my heart.
photos from morguefile by quicksandala and sideshowmom