Positively Giddy

It was a good day.No, it was a great day. Lana felt peppy. She had more energy than usual—a trend she was beginning to appreciate. She caught herself humming as she restocked the small refrigerator in the front area.

“You are positively giddy,” Tina said, almost accusingly.

“I am, aren’t I?” Lana replied. She shrugged a shoulder as she looked at the screen highlighting the drink orders and set to work.

The bakery was always busy, which she liked. It made the time fly by and she loved chatting with the customers. They rarely got any cranky customers and the regulars had welcomed her and made her feel right at home. She listened to Tina laughing and joking with the steady stream of customers.

Lana heard a male voice behind her as she stood at the machine, making one of what felt like a hundred specialty drinks. She turned around, hoping it would be Xyrus, but found a stranger at the counter instead.

The voices were similar, but the men couldn’t be more different. Xyrus was tall, h