Page 15 of Daddy's Soul


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He’d probably want a coffee with his slice of banana bread. She stared at the coffee machine like it was an alien.

This thing had spouts and a temperature gauge and it was a shiny chrome that kind of mocked her.

Look at me, all expensive and shiny. Bet you’re too dumb to use me.

She’d show it.

Ten minutes later, she was sweaty and tired, but she had made him something that resembled a latte. She sliced two pieces of banana bread. Faith carefully carried his coffee and the plate with his piece of banana bread back to her office.

Do not drop it.

Putting the plate down on her desk, she knocked on his door and opened it when he called out.

“Come in.”

Picking up the plate again, she slowly and carefully carried everything into his office, setting it down on his desk.

“I brought you a latte and a piece of banana bread.”

He was frowning at something on his computer. But he nodded and reached out without looking to grab the piece of banana bread.

Faith knew she should leave. Sure, it was a bit rude that he didn’t say thank you, but he didn’t seem the type to really worry about being polite.

It was fine. Everything was all fine. All she needed was to see his face as he got a taste of her famous banana bread.

She was on tiptoes as he took a large bite . . . his face scrunched up, his eyes practically popped out of his face, and his cheeks grew red.

What was it? What was wrong?

Oh God. Had she messed it up, somehow?

Scrambling around, he grabbed a garbage bin and spat it out.

Then he reached for his coffee. He took a large sip and his face started turning purple. What now? What was wrong?

He stood, looking down at the coffee. “What is this? And what is that?” He pointed at the banana bread.

“I . . . I . . . ”

Reuben narrowed his eyes at her. “Were you sent here to poison me?”

“No! I’m so sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong?” She wrung her hands together. “Are they no good?”

He ran his hand over his face, taking deep breaths. “I think you should leave.”

Leave where? Leave his office? Or leave as in she was fired?

Great. This was awesome. She hadn’t even worked a whole day!

“I’m so sorry. I thought you’d like it.” Feeling defeated, she left the room and walked back to the kitchen. She took a bite of the banana bread. It tasted fine to her.

After tidying up, she walked back to her desk to gather her things up.

She was walking to the elevator, when Reuben stepped out of the office. “Good, you’re going for coffee?”

“Oh, I, um . . . I can?”

“Take the company card.” He entered the office and came back out, holding it to her.

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