Meet My Characters!

NEW! My blog will feature a special section dedicated to new characters called Meet My Characters! Each posting will be an excerpt of a character's story - be sure to check back to find out what happens next.

Ana Maria Vega

Ana forcefully dumped the chef salad into the garbage. Her arms locked as she grabbed the edge of the counter top. Moisture clouded her eyes, she tried to blink it away quickly. It wasn't the angry woman who bothered her more, she admitted. Everything else around her seemed to be slipping out of her grasp.

She jerked the ties of her apron, pulling tight. Looking up once again, Ana sucked in a full breath of steamy air from the kitchen, pushing down her frustration with her might. "What do you like?" She spoke with all the composure she could muster.

"I want the turkey swiss sandwich," a young blonde woman spoke as she illustrated with large hand gestures. "No tomato or mayonnaise," she announced loudly. Her glance was met awkwardly by Ana, who was used to this treatment. She didn't even bother to verbally acknowledge her, keeping her head down to her work. First the bread topped quickly with a handful of turkey slices and lettuce. Ana pressed the top bread slice on top, using her left hand to guide the knife diagonally down the sandwich. Paper wrapping was guided around the product, bagged and slapped onto the counter in haste. "Next," she firmly called out.

Another woman stepped up towards the counter, pulling her black peach-shaped sunglasses down from her face. Her big, round eyes intently looked forward, her hands left calmly by her sides. A white, wool coat draped around her slender figure, allowing a few extra inches of a bright red skirt to show. She stood in great confidence and grace, and her flawless skin glowed under the fluorescent lights. Ana instantly felt stirred by the sight, staring back into the woman's deep brown eyes.

It had been years since, but Ana knew the traces of her smile quite vividly. In the few moments of silence that stood between them, she looked upon her in search of the right words to say. The time had come and gone for her to say the things she had much longed to speak to her.

TO BE CONTINUED ...