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Cupcake Kissin’ 10 – Alex Ankarr
It takes Caspar some little while to adjust, to be quite honest. He’s not completely thrilled with his old Aunt Gertie. And he spends one extra weekend, beyond what he’d had planned, in his hotel. Mostly he spends it ordering pizza, drinking beer, and fulminating a bit about the cracked old broad who shared a womb with his Gramma. But after a while, he acclimatizes to the news, and accepts the inevitable. Does he want the income from some god-damn cupcake bakery? You can bet your hide he does, especially as it’s evidently, by all accounts, a juicy, thriving, profitable little going concern.
Does he also want to fulfil the terms and conditions that go along with getting it? Hell no. But it seems like there’s no ifs, ands or buts about having to do exactly that. So he’s going to have to buckle up and hep to it, make up his mind to his fate.
He’s going to have to work in a cupcake bakery. He only hopes to God the uniform’s flattering.
Of course he’d intended to leave town, go back to Winnipeg where he has his apartment and resume his search for work appropriate to his studies. But it’s only the place where he did his graduate work, not exactly his home town, so there’s no heart-wrenching involved when he makes the call to break his lease. Mayhewlinson loans him an advance. It’s sufficient to put a deposit on a rental apartment here in L.A. – nothing fancy, he’s not anticipating that income until he finds out exactly what he’s letting himself in for. It covers paying a couple of buddies to go into his Winnipeg place and pack up, pays for having his stuff moved, will support him in his ambition of continuing to eat and clothe himself and buy a paper and a latte every morning for the next couple of months.
And then he’s on his own. Caspar, and his cupcake bakery. Oh hell, it’s not quite what he’d imagined doing with the next couple of years of his life. On the other hand, it isn’t as if he has much going on otherwise. His job search has been pretty fruitless, and he could certainly do with a financial sure thing. His engineering skills and qualifications aren’t going anywhere, even if he doesn’t put them to professional use for a while. He’s just going to pick up a whole new skill-set, that’s all. One involving flour, and whisks, and, er – toppings, he thinks they’re called. Silver sugar balls. Whatever, the hell. He really has very little to lose.
© Copyright Alex Ankarr 2014
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