TITLE: CROSSING THE DIVIDE
GENRE: YA Fantasy
I get plants, they have guidelines. Sun or shade. Wet soil or dry. Prune them often or leave them alone.
My boss, Frankie, gestures at me from her office window, pointing and waving her arms and basically making it look like she’s lost it.
People are harder.
I adjust my floppy hat to keep the scorching July sun out of my eyes and make for her office. The sweet scent of jasmine embraces me as I pass under a trellis and I inhale deeply. Annuals are nice but I prefer perennials. They have staying power.
“The truck is late,” Frankie says as she slams the phone down. “And the Sveitches will be here any minute.”
As if on cue Mr. Sveitch’s deep voice echoes through the wall, asking for Frankie. He leans against the front counter while a bored-looking Mrs. Sveitch looks down her nose at us when we enter.
I linger in the doorway while Frankie explains.
“I thought the truck would be here by noon,” Mr. Sveitch says. “It’s always here by noon.”
“I know and I’m very sorry. There was a bad accident on the highway and he’s running a few hours late.”
Mrs. Sveitch leans over the counter. “That’s very inconvenient. You could’ve called to let us know. We have obligations too.” She narrows her gaze at Frankie. Her eyes are almost auburn, the same shade as her hair.
“Now, now, Gwen. I’m sure Frankie would have but she’s obviously been very busy today. Right?” He doesn’t wait for an answer.