Thirty minutes before the shop's opening, Sally and Ted were fully engrossed in the final shelving tasks at their small but we'll stocked grocery store. Fresh produce was displayed in wooden crates for easy access. The aisles of shelves were stocked with a large variety of groceries that catered to the preferences of the townsfolk that Sally and Ted knew intimately.
As the couple diligently worked together, ensuring that each item was recorded and placed correctly. Becky stood nearby, observing the flurry of activity with a hint of worry. She wanted to lend a hand with the shelving, but her father was adamant that it was an easy task and that she would only get in their way. Reluctantly, Becky acquiesced, standing near the door and giving her parents the space they needed to work efficiently.
As Sally and Ted expertly moved around the store, their actions like a choreographed dance, Becky couldn't help but admire their synchronicity. The way they silently divided their work, spoke volumes about their deep understanding of one another. She wanted to make a witty comment about their harmonious teamwork, but she hesitated, not wanting to interrupt their flow.
With a few minutes to spare before opening time, Sally and Ted completed their preparations. Sally approached Becky with a smile, a self satisfaction evident in her confident posture.
"Sweetie, will you do the honors?" Sally pointed to the reversible opening sign on the glass door.
Becky eagerly complied, feeling a sense of achievement as she ceremoniously turned the sign over to 'open'. In that fleeting moment, a surge of nostalgia washed over her, causing her to wonder what her life would have been like had she embraced her place in the family store, remaining in Sommerfield instead of venturing far away for her studies. Images of a quiet, fulfilling life, shared with her parents flickered in her mind's eye. A final lingering thought nagged at her, perhaps she could even have made a life together with Dan. His presence around the store would have made the tedium bearable.
As the store officially opened its doors, Becky approached her parents, who now seemed relaxed and ready to engage in conversation. She couldn't contain her admiration any longer and expressed her sincere appreciation for their seamless teamwork.
"Mom, Dad, I have to say, the way you two work together is incredible," Becky exclaimed, a smile lighting up her face. "I could really learn a thing or two about organization and efficiency from watching you."
Sally chuckled modestly, brushing off the compliment. "Oh sweetie it's nothing special. We've been doing this for decades, day in and day out. It's become second nature to us."
Ted, taking a break from his tasks, joined the conversation. "Your mom's right. It's all about finding a rhythm and sticking to it. Plus, we know this store like the back of our hands."
Becky nodded, her admiration undeterred. "Well, it's still amazing to watch. You guys make it look effortless."
Ted nods as he strides purposefully toward the hot food counter. His brisk steps resonating across the store's polished floor. He deftly refills the coffee machine with fresh water and coffee grind, having already cleaned out the machine the night before as part of his closing routine.
His attention then shifts to the hot dog machine, his hands swift and adept, defying the morning rush by effortlessly loading it with a batch of high quality frankfurters made locally by the butcher. Becky watches on, quietly impressed by her father's earnest dedication, a testament to his commitment to quality above all else.
Meanwhile, Sally takes her place at the till, carefully counting the day's opening balance. Becky approaches her mom, bubbling with excitement.
"Mom, I have an idea," Becky suddenly said, unable to contain her enthusiasm.
"What's your big idea sweetie?" Sally asked, setting the money aside and giving her daughter her full attention.
Becky took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "When was the last time you and Dad took a full day off from the store?"
Sally's face lit up as she reminisced, a wistful smile tugging at her lips.
"Oh, it was Memorial Day. We decided to take a break and do a little traveling outside of Sommerfield. We drove to the Salmon Resort lakeside park, about an hour away. We had the most wonderful time."
"What did you guys do there? Tell me everything!" Becky leaned in, eager to hear more.
Sally's eyes sparkled as she painted a vivid picture of their day off.
"We had a beautiful picnic by the water. The sun was shining, the breeze was gentle. We walked along the boardwalk that circled the lake, enjoying the stunning views. And then we just spent the rest of the day lying in the sun, reading, chatting, and savoring each other's company. And your dad had five beers!"
Becky's heart swelled with happiness, imagining her parents basking in the joy of that day. "That sounds absolutely perfect, Mom. You and Dad deserve more days like that."
Sally sighed dreamily. "Oh yes we do. It was a simple day but we both enjoyed ourselves most splendidly."
A mischievous glimmer danced in Becky's eyes. "Actually, Mom, I have a proposal. What if I mind the shop for the day? You and Dad can have another day off, just like Memorial Day."
Sally's eyes widened, the idea taking root. "Oh, Becky, that's incredibly kind of you, but I couldn't impose on you. You're on a well-deserved break from your studies. It wouldn't be fair to burden you with the responsibility."
"Mom, I've helped out at the store before remember? It's not a problem. And if there are any issues or questions, you know I can reach you on my cell phone." Becky reassured her mother, her voice brimming with confidence.
Sally pondered the proposition, contemplating the rare opportunity to spend a day off with Ted, free from the store's responsibilities. After a moment of consideration, a wide smile spread across her face.
"You know what, Becky? I would love to spend a day off with your dad," Sally declared, her excitement palpable. She called out to Ted, beckoning him over.
Ted, curious, approached the counter. "What's the matter?"
Sally took a deep breath, her voice filled with determination. "Becky has suggested something amazing, Ted. She's willing to look after the store for the day so that we can have a break."
Ted's eyebrows furrowed, preparing to voice his concerns, but before he could utter a word, Sally cut him off.
"I want this, no, I need this," Sally insisted, her voice firm. "I want to spend a day with you away from the store and all its responsibilities."
Ted looked at Becky, who offered him a cheeky thumbs up. He shook his head, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. He then turned to Sally, gently wrapping his arms around her.
"Alright, honey, let's do this," Ted said, his voice filled with affection.
Sally clapped her hands excitedly, her face beaming with joy. She grabbed her bag, ready to embark on a day of freedom and relaxation, away from the familiar confines of their beloved store.