TEN

TEN

DIANA

I admit that being a waitress wasn’t all I thought it would be and not even my excitement could stop the tiredness from sipping through my bones as I hopped from table to table, taking orders. It was wonderful that I did not have to struggle with some of the Italian dishes that were ordered and although I hardly understood what they were about, I had a very retentive memory and it served me really well.

It was time for my lunch break as Luca called it and I was allowed to watch other waitresses do the job. I was pretty sure I did great judging from the look of Luca’s face

“You can admit it, you know” I said to him as I sat beside him with bacon in my hand.

“Admit what?” He asked me

His eyes were twinkling which meant he knew exactly what I was talking about

“That I make a great waitress” I said, smiling at him

“The deal was for you to survive for a week and not before. If you are still here after one week then I will admit that you make a great waitress” he replied

I laughed