Page 2 of Fore-Ever Yours

Okay, maybe that’s a tad dramatic.

As the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills my senses, my worries momentarily disappear. I haven’t been home in a few months because of finals and finishing my internship. I’ve missed it dearly. The small town charm, the nosey-but-loving townspeople, and most importantly, my family.

I grew up here in Meadowbrook with my parents and my older brother, Ethan. I’ve always loved this town and the close community. So whatever comes next, I want to stay close to home. My parents aren’t getting any younger either and hopefully my brother will get married and give me a niece or nephew sooner rather than later. I have the why; I just have to figure out the how (I’m going to stay here financially) and the what (job will keep me close to home). How am I going to stay, and what am I going to do?

“Beth!” Ashley’s voice cuts through the coffee shop noise. “You’re home!” She runs around the counter straight toward me.

“It’s so good to see you.” I wrap my arms around her.

“It’s only been a few months, and you look like a new person. Must be the fancy college degree you just earned.”

“Now, I just have to figure out what to do with it.” I chuckle as I follow her to the front counter. Ashley’s been here most of her life. She’s a few years older than I am but she’s always been sweet and friendly. And with small towns, everyone knows everyone, whether you like it or not.

“First one’s free, college grad!”

“Thanks, Ashley. I’ll take whatever you give me. Just make it strong.”

“Peppermint Latte coming right up.” She immediately starts making my drink.

“Make it a ‘lofty.’ I’ll need all the caffeine today. Oh! And a donut too? I’ve been craving one since the last time I was here.”

“Absolutely, take your pick.”

Being in the city has its perks but there’s nothing—and I mean nothing—that compares to Sweet Sisters’ Bakery. They make special orders just for Coffee Loft every season too, and they go so perfectly with a seasonal coffee.

I scan the display of baked goods, and they all look delicious. I can’t choose one.

“Surprise me. I’m gonna grab a table.”

Ashley nods her head, and I grab the last available table. It’s in the back corner by the stairs that lead to a loft above us that’s like a mini library.

I sink into the leather armchair, pull out my computer, and sigh.

Back to the decision I reluctantly have to make. What’s my next move?

Well, I’m a twenty-five-year-old who, finally, finished her Bachelor’s degree in marketing—and only managed to change her major twice.

I recently completed an internship with a smaller marketing firm that helps small companies brand and rebrand themselves to reach their ideal audience. I was able to work with a variety of companies and made great connections during my time there.

I’ve been trying to find something that’s flexible so even if I can’t be here full-time, I can still come visit often. I’ve even toyed with the idea of freelancing. It would be a bit challenging to start but the freedom and flexibility would be there. Plus, I’d have the best boss ever…just saying.

The smell of peppermint fills my senses as Ashley gently places the steaming mug on the table.

“Any prospects yet?”

“Some potentials but nothing solid.”

“You could sling lattes with me.” Ashley winks playfully. “It’s not your marketing dream, but we’d have fun at least.”

“I might have to take you up on that if I don’t find something soon.”

“Paige is in graphic design. Maybe she knows of something?”

“That’s a great idea. I didn’t even think about it. I’ll give her a call.”

She smiles and goes back to the front counter.

The warm minty flavor of the latte is comforting. I close my eyes for a moment, savoring the taste. There isn’t any better coffee than here, especially if Ashley is making it.

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